Wolves

A hail of bullets tearing through skin
 Like maggots carving highways in the unknown flesh
 Hungry are them vicious wolves...
 Clawing, hacking, craving death
 No escape, deadly conflict until the end
 Like vultures drooling awaiting their feast
 Hateful fingers on the trigger...
 Reloading, aiming, bringing death.
 I am trapped in a massacre
 Will I perish in flames
 Ashes from the heavens rain
 The day man lost
 Relentless rapid fire
 On the oncoming hordes
 Lurking in the shadows
 Dicreasing their rans
 Pushing forward into the night
 Responding hostile fire
 Make them run for their lives
 A storm of bombs desolate the plains
 Like a pack of dogs hunting its prey
 Damned are them fighting fools...
 Praying, hoping that god's on their side