| Song | Kill at Command |
| Artist | Overkill |
| Album | Hello from the Gutter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ellsworth, Gustafson ... | |
| They came to the land, to kill on command. | |
| They ride through the dark of the night. | |
| Metal warrior stands over victims whose hands | |
| Grab for their last chance of life. | |
| Bright shields! sharp swords! | |
| March forward for their | |
| Lord.Set the bow, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| Battle cries! silent screams! | |
| Submerge the | |
| Devil in evil dreams | |
| Feel the blade, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| I live for the kill, | |
| I do it at will | |
| Let the weak ride back to the lair. | |
| Now they will kneel to leather and steel | |
| Gasp for the last breath of air. | |
| Blood runs! heads roll! | |
| Enemy fear, take the soul | |
| Set the bow, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| Lash out! strike first! | |
| Blood of the dead quench my thirst | |
| Feel the pain, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| A gilded warrior wonders why... | |
| His fear becomes new life on high... | |
| Looking down... the dead won't tell. | |
| Why his soul existence lives on in | |
| Hell.Long live the spirit...! | |
| In a life that knows no end... | |
| Many pass before him... | |
| Many in the wind. |
| zuo ci : Ellsworth, Gustafson ... | |
| They came to the land, to kill on command. | |
| They ride through the dark of the night. | |
| Metal warrior stands over victims whose hands | |
| Grab for their last chance of life. | |
| Bright shields! sharp swords! | |
| March forward for their | |
| Lord. Set the bow, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| Battle cries! silent screams! | |
| Submerge the | |
| Devil in evil dreams | |
| Feel the blade, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| I live for the kill, | |
| I do it at will | |
| Let the weak ride back to the lair. | |
| Now they will kneel to leather and steel | |
| Gasp for the last breath of air. | |
| Blood runs! heads roll! | |
| Enemy fear, take the soul | |
| Set the bow, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| Lash out! strike first! | |
| Blood of the dead quench my thirst | |
| Feel the pain, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| A gilded warrior wonders why... | |
| His fear becomes new life on high... | |
| Looking down... the dead won' t tell. | |
| Why his soul existence lives on in | |
| Hell. Long live the spirit...! | |
| In a life that knows no end... | |
| Many pass before him... | |
| Many in the wind. |
| zuò cí : Ellsworth, Gustafson ... | |
| They came to the land, to kill on command. | |
| They ride through the dark of the night. | |
| Metal warrior stands over victims whose hands | |
| Grab for their last chance of life. | |
| Bright shields! sharp swords! | |
| March forward for their | |
| Lord. Set the bow, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| Battle cries! silent screams! | |
| Submerge the | |
| Devil in evil dreams | |
| Feel the blade, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| I live for the kill, | |
| I do it at will | |
| Let the weak ride back to the lair. | |
| Now they will kneel to leather and steel | |
| Gasp for the last breath of air. | |
| Blood runs! heads roll! | |
| Enemy fear, take the soul | |
| Set the bow, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| Lash out! strike first! | |
| Blood of the dead quench my thirst | |
| Feel the pain, rulers come | |
| Meet your maker. | |
| A gilded warrior wonders why... | |
| His fear becomes new life on high... | |
| Looking down... the dead won' t tell. | |
| Why his soul existence lives on in | |
| Hell. Long live the spirit...! | |
| In a life that knows no end... | |
| Many pass before him... | |
| Many in the wind. |