War Ensemble

	作曲 : Araya, Hanneman, Hanneman
	Propaganda death ensemble
	Burial to be
	Corpses rotting through the night
	In blood laced misery
	Scorched earth the policy
	The reason for the siege
	The pendulum it shaves the blade
	The strafing air blood raid

	Infiltration push reserves
	Encircle the front lines
	Supreme art of strategy
	Playing on the minds
	Bombard till submission
	Take all to their graves
	Indication of triumph
	The number[s] that are dead

	(Chorus:)
	Sport the war, war support
	The sport is war, total war
	When victory's a massacre [sings 'really massacre' 1st time, 'really survival' 2nd]
	The final swing is not a drill
	It's how many people I can kill

	(Chorus)

	Be dead fiend from above
	When darkness falls
	Descend onto my sights
	Your fallen walls
	Spearhead break through the lines
	Flanked all around
	Soldiers of attrition
	Forward their ground
	Regime prophetic age
	Old in its time
	Flowing veins run on through
	Deep in the Rhine
	Center of the web
	All battles scored
	What is our war crimes
	(era forever more... war)

	Propaganda war ensemble
	Burial to be
	Bones shining by the night
	In blood laced misery
	Campaign of elimination
	Twisted psychology
	When victory is to survive
	And death is defeat

	Sport the war, war support
	The sport is [war,] total war
	When victory's a massacre [doesn't sing this]
	When victory is survival　[or this!]
	When this end is a slaughter
	The final swing is not a drill
	It's how many people I can kill

	zuò qǔ : Araya, Hanneman, Hanneman
	Propaganda death ensemble
	Burial to be
	Corpses rotting through the night
	In blood laced misery
	Scorched earth the policy
	The reason for the siege
	The pendulum it shaves the blade
	The strafing air blood raid

	Infiltration push reserves
	Encircle the front lines
	Supreme art of strategy
	Playing on the minds
	Bombard till submission
	Take all to their graves
	Indication of triumph
	The number s that are dead

	Chorus:
	Sport the war, war support
	The sport is war, total war
	When victory' s a massacre sings ' really massacre' 1st time, ' really survival' 2nd
	The final swing is not a drill
	It' s how many people I can kill

	Chorus

	Be dead fiend from above
	When darkness falls
	Descend onto my sights
	Your fallen walls
	Spearhead break through the lines
	Flanked all around
	Soldiers of attrition
	Forward their ground
	Regime prophetic age
	Old in its time
	Flowing veins run on through
	Deep in the Rhine
	Center of the web
	All battles scored
	What is our war crimes
	era forever more... war

	Propaganda war ensemble
	Burial to be
	Bones shining by the night
	In blood laced misery
	Campaign of elimination
	Twisted psychology
	When victory is to survive
	And death is defeat

	Sport the war, war support
	The sport is war, total war
	When victory' s a massacre doesn' t sing this
	When victory is survival　 or this!
	When this end is a slaughter
	The final swing is not a drill
	It' s how many people I can kill