Far east aggressor's - Ritual carnage

Demon, Demon to some angel to none, unholy

Blaspheme, the feeble cross with no remorse.

the weakened

Coming, right into your face their is no one faster

Fighting, kick’n ass, we won’t be last, the masters

Hail from the land, of the rising sun, far east aggressors

Cast down from heaven, we reign in hell, the harden warriors of steel

We are the servants, sworn to the black, we walk the path of the left

The hordes of chaos will steal your last breath, their is no escape

The storm raging, raging in our minds, rages forever

Never, we will never fail, we won’t surrender

Thunder, from the skies you can’t deny the power

Prowl’n, in the night its our witching hour

Metal, feel the firestorm its our desire

Burning, feeding on our hearts it fuels the fire

Chosen, from the east, forbidden beasts of chaos

Poser, we will crush its our evil lust for violence