Blood soaked despair   Creating an air of paranoia   Where brothers fear each other   And kill without question   Shooting in all directions      Trampling each other, cudgeling deaths   The sickness grips right at the throat   Diabolical means, proving the point   Of human weakness      Tactically implemented paradigm   Designed in the laboratory   Men losing control of their minds   Hallucinating horrific distortions      Flesh feeding the military machine   Bringing troops to their knees   Begging for relief   That will only come in some form of death      Choking on blood, ripping apart   Gutted corpses, stale the stench   Of powder and rot, loud the sound   Of endless bombs, horrific the sights      Choking on blood, ripping apart   Gutted corpses, stale the stench   Of powder and rot, loud the sound   Of endless bombs, horrific the sights      Not one stands still   Researchers examine   Remains they created   By subjecting these poor souls   To the torture