Orders received (B.L.O.D)

[INTRO – cinematic / trance build] Ghostly shadows from the past, stirring low Cold air breathing where the chimneys glow Ash in the wind, hear the warning cry History coughing, it will not die [VERSE 1 – melodic viking rock / clean male vocals] From a dead grin, carved in stone and smoke An officer laughs through a rotten joke Cold chimney cigar, smogging the sky From the vapors, children learn how to cry Names erased, but the boots still fit Same old hands, just cleaner grit [PRE-CHORUS – tension build] Marching echoes, lockstep sound Graves remembering the ground [CHORUS – big, uplifting but dark] Ghosts from the past, marching once again Same formation, different men Ghosts from the past, back in line History rebranded, redesigned [DROP / BREAKDOWN – trancecore + guitars] (distorted German crowd chant, militaristic) HIEL SIEG HIEL [VERSE 2 – heavier, more aggressive] Mirror talks back when I look inside Not dressed in black, but the stare don’t lie No skull and bones on the cap today Just polished lies in a modern gray Paper laws, iron teeth Orders signed while mothers weep [PRE-CHORUS 2 – shouted / heroic calls] Different flag, same command Same cold heart, same raised hand [CHORUS – full power] Ghosts from the past, marching once again Same formation, different men Ghosts from the past, hear them scream Same machine behind the dream [BREAKDOWN – industrial / chant] (distorted American soldier chant, militaristic) ICE! Orders received. Same wicked grin ICE! Same script we’re in (distorted American soldier chant, militaristic) ICE! Orders received.! Same crying mothers Same damn ghosts Just wearing others [BRIDGE – cinematic drop, half-time] Smoke rises slow from the cracks in time You can change the uniform, not the crime Every “never again” fades to gray If you let the mirror look away [FINAL CHORUS – epic, extended] Ghosts from the past, name erased History chased, but never faced Ghosts from the past, loud and clear The future’s screaming: they’re already here [OUTRO – trance synths fading] Same grin… Same script… Same cries in the smoke