Visions of death

Aarrgghh

Low-life maggots marching in a line
Discipline, suffering, raping their minds
Images too grim for the sane to be shown
Bodies of the enemy and bodies of your own

Your own

Their worlds turned berserk, twisted and ill
All that is left is a desire to kill

Low-life maggots marching in a line
Discipline, suffering, raping their sorrowful minds

Aarrgghh
Uurrgghh
Eurrgghh

Torture of mind, driving them insane
Agony, butchery, running through their veins
Harvesting the dead in a scenery of gore
Face to face with death, the lone triumphant in war

Prepare yourselves for war

Blinded by fear and sorrowed by the slain
All that is left is a life-draining pain

Sanity lost, growing inside
Painstaking fear
Grinding their bones, eaten alive
The end is near
Fractures of hope, turning to dust
No one survives
Visions of death, no place to hide
Everyone dies

Aarrgghh
Uurrgghh
Eurrgghh

Sanity lost, growing inside
Painstaking fear
Grinding their bones, eaten alive
The end is near
Fractures of hope, turning to dust
No one survives
Visions of death, no place to hide
Everyone dies