Army Of The Perfect

No living force can stop our march!
We are prepared for the fight!
Perfect warriors on one command
Killing machines by one demand
Thirst for destruction burns inside
Supremacy still guides our lives
Under command of a silver knight
Silver shine in fierce ride…

To Victory, to new Perfection
Till down we will strike!
New Age of Glory, Resurrection
We will build in fight!

Against the Craftsmen battle starts
Silent warriors with golden hearts
Hurricane plays tunes of death
The battle drowns in blood red
Their leader falls wounded down
Craftsmen won the Perfect’s crown
Chose for leader the silver knight
A new path onwards…

Sounds by harps of Death
Thru lightnings and threats
Swords in our hands
Paint the battle’s end!