War Lyrics – Profane Order

Deep slumber in the thrall of ideals
Hellbent searching for the martyr
Our deaths mark our deeds
Leaving rows of headstones as a symbol of failure

Our death, mark our deeds
Until the light comes
To stifle the mob
No remorse, no sympathy

Kill them all
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Profane Order Lyrics – War

Profane Order

War