Somewhere in Dark corners I know Something is wrong. No fear No talking Just this long wait for pain Scream scream We're going down My centurion dies
Vertaling: Centurion. De Reading (Zarzax Unto Zax).
Vertaling: Centurion. Speech van de slang.
Vertaling: Centurion. Ritueel geslacht voor Satan.
Vertaling: Centurion. Hell At Last.
Vertaling: Centurion. Op weg naar Holocaust.
Vertaling: Centurion. Hoererende De Nazarener.
Vertaling: Centurion. Dead Black Nucleus.
Vertaling: Centurion. Toveren Voor Choronzon.
Vertaling: Centurion. Committed To Hell.
Vertaling: Centurion. Colosseum Of Blood.
Vertaling: Centurion. MAS.
Vertaling: Numan, Gary. Mijn Centurion.
Young men coal hardened faces testing their resolve They were taught discipline to see the battle through From deep mines to the front lines Centurions
Brothers, listen to the voice from the underground He was born by power bound to dominate Under the same flag sons of the same blood United we are the
Tone up the total hate, trash prevents our pride from following Will of power and it's tremendous impetuosity We were been chosen Decline, weakness,
Guns are screaming It must be law exploding all the balls for running blood Drawn out of anger don't fear the war Steel kiss of guns unchains my dynamo
Hyper killing legions will raise to the ground Hopes of equality Ideologies of microbes burst Into flames on seeing our eyes Open - the gates of wander