Defleshed - Feed on the Fallen Тексты

We lurch over sprawling dead
Pain them not, but crush their heads

Front's no longer far
Explosions ceaseless are


You're going down


Following order
to bring disorder
once we have crossed the border


It has cost a thousand men
yet we form and strike again


We feed on the fallen
We weed out the weak
We prosper on the fallen
and the feebles we do seek


We practise proxy warfare


Rapidly the warriors decrease
Soon alone and living is a breeze


Following order
to bring disorder


It has cost a thousand men
yet we form and strike again
Blood is easily sold
for the price of solid gold


We've killed them all then
empowered by the fallen