[Bonus Track]
То and fro
The fear spreads to confuse us all.
Thin senseless shadows
step across the silent groan of d**h.
Hatred is their mourning star,
their guiding light.
The oppressed ignite the spark
in which flames the old empires will
burn and die.
We’re the ones who burn.
We’re the cannon fodder.
We’re the ones who suffer
from this new world disorder.
Stare into terror eyes!