Besedila: Motorhead. Killers.

The order is for murder
And we've been there before
The men in black are coming back
To serve the killing floor

No pity no surrender
We take no prisoners
We spare no brave defender
No mercy, no quarter here

The killers will show you flame and sword
We are the killers enough to make your backbone shake
The killers enough to make your stupid faces quiver
And the killers long to take your life

The sun beats down like thunder
We ride to meet the foe
The clash of the steal and leather
The only song we know

No pardon, no quarter
We own to no compassion
We glory in the slaughter
No mercy, we fetch your death

The killers we are the ones foretold
We are the killers, we do not yearn for gold
We are the killers, we know the wrath of battle
We are killers and the killers will destroy your life

Hey hey
You die

The devil rides to glory
We hasten by his side
A legendary story
Told by fireside

No quarter, let all hope fade
We glory the slaughter
Our badge the Ace of Spades
No mercy, we bring the sword

The killers, we murder you in battle
We are killers, we ride you down like cattle
We are killers, we fight our way to legend
We are killers and the killers love to see you die

Killers, we kill you till you die
We are the killers, we hold our banners high
We are the killers, we hang you out to die
We are the killers and all we bring is death to life