but the pain of a bullet would burn much hotter in the spot like, mounted on the cannon of the tank the prowls. Holy war, deliver me, rest my fear,
Holy war, deliver me, rest my fear, I can not see. My eyes are blind, my bodies lame, my families gone, in my gods name, Holy Wars. Nameless, faceless
Перевод: Абни Парк. Священная война.