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machines of the end

lining up to spew forth death

meat and bone now march

into a dawnless night

born only to die

porcreation of the sick

a spawn of sickened breed

to carry forth their putrid seed

onward to die

sacrifide your life

upon fields of carnal remains

the war continues

drenched in blood and sewage

the warriors crawl forth

onwards to die and burn

the warmachine churns

spitting forth the death

and the the disease they bring