Lyrics:

Bloodshed of a conservative force Death is selling well of course Third world is an easy aim Let's start the slaving game In times of ignorance It's the cruel who will decide Of a life and death license No chance to hide Vendetta Kill or be killed too much blood Has already been spilled Vendetta The soul demands for revenge Punish all of those who don't have the inner strength Lustful blood and games Pain has too many names Fight fire with fire Builds up a sad and cruel empire How to sort out the difference Between gravity and nonsense In times of manipulation Truth or imagination? The blood thirst of the hypnotized masses Screams for more gore and guts The play is over ashes to ashes The lucky survivor will go nuts...