We blasted through the front-line
Crossing the carnage remains
Into the meat grinders rattle
Chain-fed in lunatic waves
Through clouds of poisoned ga**es
Ankle-deep in blood
We did not see - The chain-gun front
Bullet-bait for the Gods
No... Please don't leave me here
On the fields of rot
Send me home in pieces instead
I feel it coming
Lung-rot - Gang green
Inflectional disease
In rotting white flesh
More maggot now than meat
Slowly blood-flies eat me up
My hands are rotting off
Hacked apart - The living Hell
Upon the fields of rot
Buried alive in ma** graves
Side by side with the dead
Abandoned here - In no-man's land
Flung to the four winds we're spread
Out of the trench it came
Into the midnight black
His rottenness - The Ghost of war
The Devil's on his back
To walk the fields of bone
The curse of necrotising black
A rotted ruin of a face
Is licking at my soul
Burning with the fever
It is tearing down at me
A lipless grin - And rotten teeth
Insane and splenderously
Rotting and forgotten
Buried face up in the mud
Through the stink of d**h
My soul cries out
Last breath of sanity
Oh God... Please k** me
Crawling through leprous-white corpse-flesh
Bone-ash is choking my lungs
Forced to drink rottified corpse-blood
I'll crawl back to Hell on my bones
Ma**acre beyond all sickness
Nothing but eternal rot
Left to die - Born to rot
Worm-eaten into your soul