Spoils of War - Hammercult

Forged in the fires of the fascists

Born of violence, built for war

True believer with a death wish

Terrorizer, hate galore

Into sorrow I’ve awakened

Arcane darkness pound by law

I will die to see them broken

Propaganda nevermore

Authority of lairs, spitting in your face

Money rules the world and your rights have been sold

Mourn barren land

Smile as you’re burning

Gold in my hands

Blood is the price of war

Spoils of war

I’ve reborn into salvation

Nihilistic and obscure

We’re the arch-find of the bastards

All for one and one for all

Authority of liars, spit back in thir face

Freedom can’t be sold, let tyrants be dethroned

Mourn barren land

Smile as you’re burning

Gold in my hands

Blood is the price of war

Spoils of war