The Art Of War

Putrefied corpse, aftermath of war from time immorial
 Cadaverous odour rapes through every breath mankind's sympathy
 Perpetrators grow rapidly without pity
 Armies projected, brainwashed, thoroughly gone through from birth
 Tools against enemy alliances
 Troops in thousands fire at will
 Troops in thousands charge
 Carcass in fire screams uninterruptedly in silence
 Napalm falls, burns all in sight, enemies' death all that counts
 Suffocated mutilated remains, exterminated through fire
 They stop breathing, screams for mercy one last time
 Tools against enemy alliances
 Troops in thousands fire at will
 Troops in thousands
 Extinction, the art of war
 Through war, discriminatory declarations against enemies' ideal
 Against dissident opponents' assessments tanks will strike
 In the darkest of darkness, will the remains,
 Of the enemies putrefied corpse in silence rest