Gore Trenches Lyrics


Headshot killed, my buddy is dead

Chilhood friend this, will be your Grave

Blood spilled, over my gun

My hands are trembling, mind in shock!

Whole team down, cherry on top

Nothing helps, there is no god

No man's land, will crush your mind

The horror seen, tears-you-apart, no peace!

Wreckless!

No respect for our fallen men, is useless...

Pay!

We pay the price, with our limbs

Explode

Hatred!

Spitting hate, while firing gun,

They are clueless

Empty!

No brain inside, no thought come up, obey!

Go!

To kill

To die

Dispose

Gore trenches