cry war

• kreator'un ilk albümü endless pain'in 8. ve en güzel şarkılarından biri.
  
  all night you can feel all the blood it runs
  dying from the death of the machine gun
  crying on a field without mercy
  death in your eyes you have never seen
  torment all the priests on earth
  quarter all the enemies tonight
  nail all their corpses to the cross
  choose the dirty laughing from your face
  cry war
  flashlight is taking all the flash from your face
  torture feels like the fastest black race
  dying everyday it is the same
  laughing about the corpses in this game