The Killing - Nocturnus

Through the trees

Bodies and blades

Carving the pathway

To the checkpoint

Awaken the grass

Weapons and brass

Anticipating blood spill

From the killing, killing, killing, killing

Pelted by crossfire, covered by another

Enemy deterioration

Schooled from the get go, No sign of victory

Opponents shot in half

Shotgun peppered flesh

Back to the thick

Machetes are gripped

Soldiers marching back

To the killing, killing, killing, killing

Pools of blood, Ankle deep

Stain the grounds of battle

Scowls on the faces of the heads on stakes

Retreat, Never a question

Your resistance is nominal we shall rise

Infecting your existence

Revenge will be ours

Several of my men are dead

Marginal amounts completed the mission

The circle has been broken

Mission complete