Coupe de Grâce Lyrics

The last ray of light, fades from the sky
On the edge of night, we hear their engines cry

Sirens warning, our duty's calling, the foes are coming
We will await them
Heavy machines from a filthy regime, heading east
Where we will await them

Iron Wings, cold steel, breathing fire
Hour of defeat, reign of dire

Lord have mercy
Give me my coup de grâce
My comrades are waiting for me
My coup de grâce

As the dust wears off, and the haze vanished
No sane mind could take, the amount of carnage

Dust and glass, pawns fall, noble sacrifice
Bombs and caviar, blood and wine