When the Wolves Strike

Kill wıthout the pride. They have no soul.
Never learn the rules of war.
Bombs and weapons from the sold one.
Rats, hide in caves, where don’t belong them.
Flagless people, racial ignorance.
Their peace warrıor, just a murderer.
Snakes, live wıthout any dignity.
A nation who cannot see.
Ambush, planned by the courageless.
Never dare to face with a warrior,
In battlefield, because we will stand
Till (attack) our last blood.
Kill wıthout the pride. They have no soul.
Never learn the rules of war.
Bombs and weapons from the sold one.
Rats, hide in caves, where don’t belong them.
Feed the payback hunger,
They’ll face with death and pain,
When the wolves strike.
Clash relentless with the bastards,
Who born and die for frightfulness.
Covards who always have two faces,
Their humanıty made by liars.
They think trouble can never end.
We will spill their blood like a wolf pack.
Listen no more lies from the government.
Don’t bury the bodies, just burn the stack.
We must be merciless for the genocide.
Bloodshed come after the suicides.
Give endless pain to the damned land.
Excoriate the head captive with bare hand.
Clash relentless with the bastards,
Who born and die for frightfulness.
Covards who always have two faces,
Their humanıty made by liars.
Feed the payback hunger,
They’ll face with death and pain,
When the wolves strike.
Kill him.
Death for damned man.
Suffer, gallow, burn, all of them.
All
of
them.