Under the Black Flag

Unleashed upon the enemy We tear through their lines Showing no mercy In the midst of battle Feeding the Flesh Grinder Severed off limbs We resupply our food stocks The more we kill The more we eat Human flesh Sustenance of our society Blood washed fields Littered with skulls of the dead Decapitation before evisceration Labotamized Their brains pulls out The skulls are left out to rot Blood sprays upwards from the roof of the Flesh Grinder It rains down on to the warzone Exciting the warriors even more Roars of rage and hatred Can be heard clearly for miles and miles They feed off the terror their enemies feel Leaving not a single soul alive to stand against them