Voivod

In the smoke of combat
No gods give you the guts
You see the fire in the sky
The bombs fall by your side
I put powder in my gun
Let me free, let me run
Armed with swords and hash
I run, kill and fight
I remove the knife in your sore
I believe in the death's call
I live to kill, create war and pain
You die for fire, burns in flames
Our disaster is not complete today
We make no differents because
You fall in fate