1. GALLERY OF THE DEAD

Stalking the battle field when the sounds of gunfire have ceased
Gathering the remains of the fallen outside of the wire

Limbs scatter the ground.
Putrid stench of death
Piles of entrails
Braided into cords
Ripping and hacking, stitching and sewing
Blood pooling down in my boots,
Pulpy stumps creating a puzzle
Hanging torsos from meat hooks,
Furiously working
Finished by the dawn
Hair torn from roots, glued to new scalps,
Mutilated puppets of corpses are spawned
Gallery of the dead
Theater of the damned
The dance of death
(Welcome to the) grotesque burlesque
Collecting the parts for a corpse marionette
Finding hands without fingers, arms without hands, heads without faces

Skin ripped away
Eyes torn From heads
Teeth fit to skulls
Skulls strung to threads

Limbs tied to torso, torso to crossbar
Gutlust will make this corpse dance
Fibrous sinews controlling the movements
The soldiers are caught in a trance
A hideous display to boost the morale
Decay is now what they crave.
The sickening art driving them mad,
The bodies are raped by their graves
Gallery of the dead
Theater of the damned
The dance of death
Welcome to the grotesque burlesque

Rot


2. TRAPPED UNDER TREADS

Bleak horizon filled with acrid smoke
Lives lost for some fucked up joke
A roaring metal beast approaches so slow
Crushing all in its path, the body count grows

Heading for trenches the mammoth won’t stop
Over barbed wire until it rests on top
Trapped under treads, viscera surrounds me
Corpses lie in rot and madness abounds me
Suffocating on the mud
Choking
Feel my body being crushed
Suffer
Bones splintered by the weight
Dying
Brains bursting from my skull
Dead
Slow
Maggots feed on my eyes
Flesh ground to pulp
Rot


3. DRAGGED DOWN TO HELL

Gasping on air, choking on bile
Putrescence fills the trench
The blood of my brothers surrounds the scene
Excrement creating the stench
Spiraling down into insanity
Voices are calling to me
The haunting stare of empty sockets
The bloodlust is setting me free

Dragged down to hell

Rot

The fallen surround me, clawing my flesh
Grasping fingers slicked with blood
The climbing flames, ignited corpses
No deliverance from above
Dragged down to hell
Now it becomes clear
Kill everything that comes near

The truth becomes clear, real life is fear
Madness fully consumes me
My enemies vanquished none left to kill
I lust for brutality
Feasting on flesh of the fallen, gorging myself on my guts
Evisceration is true liberation
For the entrails of others I lust