Debauchery

Press home the fucking attack
To the frontline, never turn back
Expectation to kill
Time for a massive butcher bill
Tangled mass of broken flesh
All that remains of some massice blast
Wreckage and debris thrown around
Dead bodies of men all over the ground
Attack - Overrun - Counterattack
Breaking some fucking innocentAs neck
Shells and bullets, axes and saws
Instruments of killing and of war
A demon coming from hell
Bringing fort dark demonic spells
Bloodied vraters, explosions of gore
Bastards that is war
[ Apostle Of War Lyrics ]