Claws carving a story in the ground
Moss holding it down
Moulded memories abstained
Freaks with bare teeth
Grin and tear with violent intent
Wardens of terror
The makers of sorrow
And violators of space
Load the chamber
Aim through the fumes
Striving forwards
Turning, touching, trembling
Sliding backwards
Together but alone
Hearts pounding on
The air is hard to breath
Like a nightmare
The escape is slow and unreal
The taste of blood
Like iron in your mouth
Thorns weaving an armor
To protect you from peril
The prey becomes the predator
Thousands will fall on this earth
When the tyrants become the hunted
Severed foes
A hurricane of fire
Fall in line
Adapt to everyday's chants
Hold on while life lies
High praised men take your life
