| Ohhh | |
| We are the thunder and the chorus of war | |
| We are the hammer that will break off their horns | |
| We are the weapon in the hands of a slave | |
| We are the arsonist who started the flames | |
| Our Commander is leading us into the fire | |
| And we won't stop until we are done | |
| The endless oppression will fall at His side | |
| The fire of Armageddon's gonna fall from the sky | |
| They raise their towers to the clouds | |
| We'll burn their empires to the ground | |
| We're tearing them down | |
| This is the sound (sound) of (of) the Dead Militia | |
| Crawling like serpents underground | |
| They hide but soon they will be found | |
| We're smoking them out | |
| This is the sound (sound) of (of) the Dead Militia | |
| We are the dagger that will strike at their heart | |
| We are the nova that dismantles the dark | |
| We are the saber that will take off their head | |
| We are the artist that will paint the world red | |
| Our commander is leading us into the fire | |
| And we won't stop until we are done | |
| Death and decay will be no more alive | |
| The earth will lift her hand in hallelujah to God | |
| They raise their towers to the clouds | |
| We'll burn their empires to the ground | |
| We're tearing them down | |
| This is the sound (sound) of (of) the Dead Militia | |
| Crawling like serpents underground | |
| They hide but soon they will be found | |
| We're smoking them out | |
| This is the sound (sound) of (of) the Dead Militia | |
| Ohhh | |
| Dead Militia! | |
| Ohhh | |
| They raise their towers to the clouds | |
| We'll burn their empires to the ground | |
| We're tearing them down | |
| This is the sound (sound) of (of) the Dead Militia | |
| Crawling like serpents underground | |
| They hide but soon they will be found | |
| We're smoking them out | |
| This is the sound (sound) of (of) Revolution! | |
| The sound of Resurrection! | |
| This is the sound of the Dead Militia | |
| Ohhh |