Think like a hive
Remorseless fury psychotic minds
Trained just to kill
You won't stop feeling ill
Death is upon you
Purgatory will come through
I have seen hell
And you will too
Killed for twisted desires
Faithful people, by faithful liars
Nothing was worth it
Only death is certain
There has been a war
Trenches filled with blood
Just waiting to be unleashed
The final apocalypse