Axis Of Advance The Torture Lyrics

The Torture Lyrics

Blood soaked despair

Creating an air of paranoia

Where brothers fear
each other

And kill without question

Shooting in all directions



Trampling each other, cudgeling deaths

The sickness grips right
at the throat

Diabolical means, proving the point

Of human
weakness



Tactically implemented paradigm

Designed in the
laboratory

Men losing control of their minds

Hallucinating horrific
distortions



Flesh feeding the military machine

Bringing
troops to their knees

Begging for relief

That will only come in
some form of death



Choking on blood, ripping apart

Gutted
corpses, stale the stench

Of powder and rot, loud the sound

Of
endless bombs, horrific the sights



Choking on blood, ripping
apart

Gutted corpses, stale the stench

Of powder and rot, loud the
sound

Of endless bombs, horrific the sights



Not one stands
still

Researchers examine

Remains they created

By subjecting
these poor souls

To the torture