Of the ancient lands.
Fueled through lies of revenge
Empty vengeance-product of an empty mind
You must stop thinking and just start killing.
Mindless slaughter fueled by empty rage.
Let the massacre begin resistence is now weak.
March across the land raping and pillaging.
Backed up by artillery the mortars now ablaze.
Nothing will stop this barbaric onslaught
Robbing the cradle of civilization
As the world watches idly.
The history of humanity is being reduced to rubble
Under the world's ignoring eye.
Artifacts of civilization becoming trophies
To a slaughterfest
Decorated demons, armed to the teeth, and thirsting for blood.
The lives of civilians negligable, collateral damage not an issue.
Just another notch
marked in a soldiers gun.
Bloodshed is the only answer
in a conquest for monopoly.
Sent to war over a lie, viciously obedient
Taking with both hands, desecration complete.
Medals across your chest signify your butchery
Adornment for your bloodlust on display for all who can to see.
Your hands are soaking with the blood of the innocent
May your life become haunted by the voices of those that you killed.
Rampaging across hallowed ground as if it were nothing.
Disgracing the birthplace of humanity
Pissing in it's ashes.
Turning countries into inescapable hell
Making enemies for generations
And what of the warchild hiding in the shadow?
What will he make of these decorated demons?