Watch Them March

Watch them march upon us. Taste the flavor of their guts.

Banner raised high, don't you hide. Fight with us until you die.

Will not show the tortured me, cause we have killed the ones

who used to know me. Every deaths a part of me.

I command the legions to march across the dead,

soldiers bathed in carnage, splattered crimson red.

Only God, have pity on me, only you see through eyes I see.

Their pathetic look of disbelief as I rip another life away.

They stare into my eyes, searching for some mercy.

But we just bled those fucker’s, and left them there to decay.

Some look for answers, answers with no questions.

Sometimes we must, thin our own herd.

This army self-elected, will clear up one point bluntly.

If you're not with us you're against us.

I wear the face of death today.

They have tempered my hatred deadly.

So we swing the hammer down, my point made with blunt force.

We prosper without them around.

March! March! March! March!

Aligning demon horde, metal clad evil warriors, invading metal storm.

March! March! March! March!

Merciless bludgeoned screams, can not stop, this brutal siege.

Marching On, metal storm, reigning steel.