Machines of the end
Lining up to spew forth death
Meat and bone now march

Into a dawnless night

Born only to die

Procreation of the sick
A spawn of sickened breed
To carry forth their putrid seed


Onward to die
Sacrificed 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