Diminished Grotestquely Butchered
Horror stains my sanity
Ascend into sovereignty
Annihilate those weaker then me
Survive if I let them be
Loyal to a false nation
Kill with no hesitation
Storming the opposition
Impaled those resist
Grotesquely Butchered on the frontlines
Justify to crucify a nation
All for the loyalty (Innocent war fatalities)
Produced by depravity (the war is still gone but I’m still he)
A solider left with no mission
Vile impudence has pledge me
I Can’t Stop Killing the Weak Beings
In disgust you’re cleanse a must
Reflection of the horror to be
Images that stain my sanity
Emboweled by my hate for thee
Don’t be a hero die a coward
Violently tearing your anatomy I endeavor
Don’t be a hero die a coward
The war is still gone but (I’m Still He)