Grinding Crossfire

<p>The bariers are falling down Battle of the archetypes For victory we'll shake the ground Toward the trenches we ride</p><p>On the ashes of ideals Surrounded stands the flag Promise of eternal fame For the bodies we drag</p><p>Man on man Blood channels Try to understand We take no prisoners</p><p>Just a little more remains Black shadows falling down Just a little more strength To bring enemy trench down</p><p>On bayonets, bloody melee Battle is almost done You can not save yourself When the final goal is freedom</p>