MARCHING THEY PONDER IS THIS THE DEVIL´S SCORN
NOT TO DIE IN BATTLE FOREVER BE WARTORN

ESCAPE A FROZEN HELL TO LIVE A LIFE IN PEACE
REIGN AMONG THE RUINS BUT NEVER FEEL RELEASE

SO HE CHOOSES THE YOUNG AND THE STRONG
TO FIGHT A WAR THEY DON´T KNOW IS WRONG
AND THEY PRAY THEY OFFER THEIR SOULS
TAKE OUR LIVES AWAY

ON THE DARK HORIZON WHERE REGIMENTS OF PAIN
CONCEDE TO THE DEVIL - TURN INTO HENCHMEN SLAIN

LEGIONS OF THE LOST
EMBRACED AS YOU DIE TOGETHER
VICTIMS OF THE CAUSE
VICTIMS TO THE SCORN OF THE DEVIL