Warmaster
Targeted, scattered on the battlefield
Shot down as they flee from the carnage that I lay upon them
With unflinching hatred and a hail of lead
Purging all my enemies
Fires burning, the smell of cooking flesh
Nothing left, the wheel of death is turning
Crucifixion, upon the cross of time
Progress, a step across the line
Punishment
Execution
Ripped apart, incoming tracer rounds
Tear through them murderous
Destroyer ordinance
To annihilation
Crushed at the heel of the master of all war
He prays for the fight as he hungers for more
Open fire
Brazen overkill, slaughter in their millions
No relent, hold my finger on the trigger
Bathing in the screams of my enemies
Senseless
Unleashing awesome power
Piling up the bodies, no time to dig the graves
Revealing men as cowards
Racking up the volleys, the shell shock never ending
And the screams of the dead live on
Target reacquired
Honed in
Missile detonation, the mushroom cloud will block the sun
Acrid and black, swarming with flies
Buzzing around the corpses of the weak
Feasting on their flesh
Liquefying guts
Warmaster
Ripped apart, incoming tracer rounds
I tear through them murderous
Destroyer ordinance
In to annihilation
Go
Shellshock never ending, the power of the WARMASTER
Shot down as they flee from the carnage that I lay upon them
With unflinching hatred and a hail of lead
Purging all my enemies
Fires burning, the smell of cooking flesh
Nothing left, the wheel of death is turning
Crucifixion, upon the cross of time
Progress, a step across the line
Punishment
Execution
Ripped apart, incoming tracer rounds
Tear through them murderous
Destroyer ordinance
To annihilation
Crushed at the heel of the master of all war
He prays for the fight as he hungers for more
Open fire
Brazen overkill, slaughter in their millions
No relent, hold my finger on the trigger
Bathing in the screams of my enemies
Senseless
Unleashing awesome power
Piling up the bodies, no time to dig the graves
Revealing men as cowards
Racking up the volleys, the shell shock never ending
And the screams of the dead live on
Target reacquired
Honed in
Missile detonation, the mushroom cloud will block the sun
Acrid and black, swarming with flies
Buzzing around the corpses of the weak
Feasting on their flesh
Liquefying guts
Warmaster
Ripped apart, incoming tracer rounds
I tear through them murderous
Destroyer ordinance
In to annihilation
Go
Shellshock never ending, the power of the WARMASTER
Credits
Writer(s): Phil Tolfree
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