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Domestic recedes

No more given meat

We feast upon feces

To sharpen our teeth

No more must we suffer

By laying at your feet

Survival of the fittest

Among the

DOGS OF WAR

We’re one with the beast

To bleed and to breed

We run through the gutters

Of violent streets

Through red eyes we see

All instinct and death

We’re all headed home

By bristle and bone

DOGS OF WAR

Run with the pack

Watch for the knife in your back

So run with the pack

With a knife in your back

Destroyed by disgust

Of your social order

DOGS OF WAR

Set free from the cage

Now it’s blood thirst and lust

DOGS OF WAR

The streets have become paved

By vomit and blood

No rules for the damned

Come down from above

These crumbling cities

Are soon crushed to dust

Up from the dark

Rise the hell-hounds of lust

DOGS OF WAR