Bodies of the week, lay in blood

Memories of the final night

Smell of rotting flesh fills the air

Victims of their final fight



Stepping on the bodies to avoid the mud

My victory gave me every right

Survivals of the fittest

Natures only law

Survival of the fittest

Strong shall survive!



Scars of the defeat, battle wounds

Blood stained hands will never be clean

Feel their crushing skulls beneath your feet

Destroying all before they retreat



Listening to their cries of pain

Who will live and who will die

Their bloody bodies a disgrace

Only the strong shall survive



Death lingers in the air

Arousing your insanity

Cross me? Don't you dare!

Destroying all in the way

In blood they will drown

Stepping on the bodies to avoid the mud

My victory gave me every right