Full Frontal Assault - Warlike

Human meat sheared from limbs, disintegrate in shreds, blown out guts showering the ground a gore downpour
Bodies twisted, ripped, split, eyes roll out, cracked skulls exposed,
The stench of burning bones, blazing piles of the dead,
Visions of horror flood my mind, as those around me fall I feel death closing in,
My strength to fight on is ever failing, one with the damned, waiting to be killed or worse,

Lying in a pool of my comrades blood beneath a smoke-blackened sky,
No rest, shelling is endless, impossibly I survive,
Even if I make it out alive, the scenes I can't deny, they will cling to me burnt into my eyes,
What I have seen cannot be kept from dreams, those slaughtered will haunt me, rotten faces scream,

But why do I struggle when there's no end in sight? I'd rather die a noble death than be taken alive,
And why do I stand up here saying this to you? 'cause in this warlike life, you are all losing too,

Human meat sheared from limbs, disintegrate in shreds, blown out guts showering the ground a gore downpour
Bodies twisted, ripped, split, eyes roll out, cracked skulls exposed,
The stench of burning bones, blazing piles of the dead,
Visions of horror flood my mind, as those around me fall I feel death closing in,
My strength to fight on is ever failing, one with the damned, waiting to be killed or worse,