Bolzer - Steppes lyrics

I Haunt The White Plains Of Hell And They Speak Not Of Truce What Becomes Of The World When My d**h Is The Truth? Justifying Your Orders As If Life Was A Lie To Be Blessed With Defeat Medals For Which One Would Die Well I Must Accept What Have I Left, Of Hope Bereft? The Pain Of My Frozen Soul So Far From Home f** It's Cold This War Of Wills Brought Nought But Ills Forgotten On The Steppes Of War, Forevermore Oh How I Desire To Hold You My Hands Know But Steel And As Blood Turns To Rust Means This Nightmare Is Real I'd Been Clasping Your Picture When Darkness It Came Erasing Your Face

From My Mind Fled Your Name Here I Lie Again Broken By Cold Hard Hand Of Fate My Warm Fluid Innocence Invades The Ice With Unavailing Fervour Is My Spirit By Flesh Betrayed And In The Wake Of Ruin Beckoned The Temple To Abscond But What Calibre Of Man Besieged Would Submit To Such Ungodly Defeat? Nay, Lest The Skies In Hunger Descend Bow Shall I Not! Raging Against The Great Beast Rend The World In Twain Divine Total Peace Screaming Ghosts Of My Past Bless Your Shattered Face With The Tears I Shed Anointing The Blades Of Revenge With The Life I Piss In The Face Of d**h