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I have carried the scars and the steel

For two decades since coming back from hell

Festering under the layers of my meat

This putrefying process needs to come to an end

Medical assistance is non-existing

I take measures to my own hands

Basic combat first aid training

Must be sufficient for this operation

Decomposed corpse I am

With some years left in me

I refuse to become fuel

For the all-consuming engine

Biohazardous body

Full of nuclear waste

Metal pieces still rot

Inside my decaying flesh

But now I will choose my own fate

There’s no one here to help me

The Empire’s guard has cast me out

No healers left to tend my wounds

This machine disposes of its soldiers

Sends them into darkest depths

But the deepest of the darkness

I shall see is yet to come

LEAD: Sulo

Sickening surgery, smeared scalpels

Soiled tourniquets, infectious environment

Medical incompetence, home-made sedatives

Rotting incisions, vicious and violent

Pulling out the last of pieces

In the skin I make incision

Peeling flesh without precision

Deeper into muscle fibre

Now pain is burning brighter

LEAD: Taneli

In this desolate abyss

I stare the husk that I am

A broken, empty shell

Of a warrior that once was