In the land were everything is wasted   There's a kingdom drifted by the flood of hopeless   Let the godless take the crimson stone   Let the godless grasp into the ground    Feel the sin how it glows in your blood   Hear the crying of the fate less working men   How the strongest walls falls on the ground   That's when godless become a priest      In the warmachine we are looking for answers   Hidden in the steels, we prepare a new attack...      After you, I'm coming you know that   After you, comes your last surprise   If I say something you can not hear   That's because, your head has been stolen by…