Engineers of death working
On wicked projects
Mortal experiments
The machine of war must be fed
With human flesh
Men turned into beasts
Without brain but hunger
Organic weapons willing to kill
And to be killed
Seeking the enemy
Killing
Dissecting cutting and breaking
The smell of pain surrounds me
Joining genetic codes together
May be the way to a new breed
Controlled by fear
Organic weapons willing to die
For their master's victory
Smelling the enemy
Eating