The man who walks through the path
Through the blood, through the death
The wrong ways they take
Bring destruction, bring the pain
Promoting violence, promoting the hate

The path, the path of scourge

Seeking for power, seeking for glory
We all suffer for his will of doom
War! hunger! disease and death!
Killing the hope, building the path!
War! hunger! disease and death!
Killing the hope, building the path!

The path! the path of scourge!
Your future was already chosen
From his eyes nobody can hide
You will be dragged by your own creation,
Your end is coming through your obsession.

Your future was already chosen
From his eyes nobody can hide
You will be dragged by your own creation
Your end is coming through your obsession.