Bellum from Theoriis by MARKS

Tracklist

3.	Bellum	2:43

Lyrics

March through these gates,
Conquer all the states,
forced to use his gun,
Return home, haunted for everything you've done!

The physical scars will heal
but the mind is lost, doesn't know how to feel!

The use of the blade, cut throat, gunshot,
wounded drops dead, a bullet straight to the head!

The thrill of the kill!
The rush of the blood!

On the golden room, they sit
sending men to the field,
Hundreds die, hundreds left behind
What's the point?
Hundreds dead, hundreads left behind
Pointless and reckless,
These wars are pointless and reckless!!!