Onslaught -

With Blood on their faces, and death in their eyes, the children of hatred draw

near

An army of killers, strike fear through the heart, the final hour is here

Approaching the moment, of imminent death, no choice but to kill to survive

Gripping the weapons that protect who we are, there’ll be nobody left here alive

A Front line soldier at the mercy of war

THOUSANDS SLAUGHTERED!

This living hell is no mercy at all

ONSLAUGHT!

A bloody rain falls upon the land

THOUSANDS SLAUGHTERED!

A hopeless death for the chosen ones

For the ones who remain, the only thing left is a bloodythirsty tale to tell

A familiar story of man killing man, we’ve all learned to do it so well

Staring down at the mountains of dead, the notion of peace is a lie

The human madness that follows us all, a war without question of why