Guerrero Verde

You walk stealthily
Behind the shadow of blood
There is no divine consciousness
Stop your fire

It depends on your trigger
May your life be longer
Glory to you
It's a medal on the chest

Green Warrior
Son of death

Music delights you
Of crunching bones
Death Stares
They walk your path

Outstanding student
You are from hell
Kill for you
It is a timeless pleasure

Green Warrior
Son of death

Black-brained man
And a face of steel
You run like an animal
Until you crush your prey

Monster without guts
Burial machine
Living for you
It is a perverse agony

Green Warrior
Son of death
Green Warrior
Son of death