Empire tyrants and the armies of murderers and rapers Leading a trail of death and destruction Washing the Earth with the blood of innocents Like butchers coming to the slaughtering With hatred and intolerance... They will arise! Will arise They are the cold demons, perverted minds Guided by fanatic thoughts of supremacy Thousand of hungry vicious beasts - Born in hell Evil throwing out assigns To conquer, to raze... No one survives! No survives Roar of guns - Fire and haze Damnation for the weak Smashing lives - Burning souls March of Genocide Foward, to the crimson horizon Loading deadly touch of flames - Burn 'em all Smelly piled corpses On the ground of hell - Bloody fall Domination ensue of massacre Place people at the Devil's sight Hear the cry of mothers By the death of children Outcomes of living nightmare Eradication, for all the inferior kind Preparing the ground for rise of their breed Death of millions, the gruesome overkill Like a virus it crushes It takes, it moves... sons of genocide! For genocide Roar of guns - Fire and haze Damnation for the weak Smashing lives - Burning souls March of Genocide