Crawl inside your holes you little cowards
You slaughter the innocent in the name of your god
Your time will come
Your time is near
The trenches you hide in will soon become your tomb
The truth is we will never reach common ground
We will never reach an understanding
Your live (sic) holds no value to me
We will meet you at the battle grounds
Pride in our hearts and hate for what you've done
Your time is now
Your time is here
The trenches you hide in will soon become your tomb
And every waking day I will seek my vengeance
The day we meet there will be no sympathy
Kill all those who oppose