This Is War
Death swift and cold. Brought on by blue steel. Ah pull of the trigger flash all falls down. A red mist fills the air and gray matter hits the walls.
A fire fight begins to rage from a single round. The body count begins to rise. Brass begins to form mountains on the ground where they lay.
The smell of decay fills the air. Maggots feast on the flesh of the rotting. A banquet of human meat for them all.
This senseless loss of life not comprehended by humans. It's all acceptable losses.
Say's the man with four stars. An evil smirk across his eyeless face.
Victims of the fray lost in vain or as acceptable losses?
A fire fight begins to rage from a single round. The body count begins to rise. Brass begins to form mountains on the ground where they lay.
The smell of decay fills the air. Maggots feast on the flesh of the rotting. A banquet of human meat for them all.
This senseless loss of life not comprehended by humans. It's all acceptable losses.
Say's the man with four stars. An evil smirk across his eyeless face.
Victims of the fray lost in vain or as acceptable losses?