Civic Assault - Waking The Cadaver

Rival factions battle

Under siege the city implodes

Rounds of ammo are scattered

Today I’m playing god

Hail of bullets litter

Infrastructure and dead flesh

One wrong move and they’ll be dead

Murdered in the street

Adrenaline is now coursing

All throughout my veins

And I can hear my heart beating

As I mow them down

My sympathetic nervous system’s

Fight or flight response

Is dilating my pupils

So that I’m a better shot

Shot

Hollow points rip through their flesh

Ending the lives of oppressors

A guerrilla-styl resistance

Killing authority in cold fucking blood

Fill their bodis up with lead

Searching for the headman

The final boss I have to kill

Shoot my way through the hierarchy

One by fucking one

Searching for the headman

The final boss I have to kill

His death won’t be so swift

I’ll take my fucking time

His death will be so heinous

I have found his stronghold

What a fucking coward

Quivering in fear

Hands up to show surrender

Two shots to his knee caps were

Fired from my gun

Collapsing on the floor

Into a pool of blood

Frantically I’m stabbing him

In his fucking kidneys

With my trusty bayonet

So much blood is leaking

As he keeps on screaming

And his lack of fight is

Really pissing me right off

Coward

He begs to die quick

Shots fired at his back

Turning him over

To plan my next attack

Shove the bayonet in his mouth

Cut his tongue off neat

But he can still taste his defeat

Tasting his demise

The sweet taste of victory

Is mine and ours to have

Conquering the forces of our land

Making an example

Of this piece of shit

Propped up for display

Rotting human scarecrow

Exhibit for the wicked

Decomposing dead flesh

Reduced to carrion

Putrid decayed statue

Will help us to remember

Rancid heap of meat

Monument of battle

Rotting human scarecrow

Exhibit for the wicked

Decomposing dead flesh

Reduced to carrion

Putrid decayed statue

Will help us to remember

Rancid heap of meat

Monument of battle