Warfist - Feasting on Dead Bodies

Enter no-man’s land
A ground left out to rot
There’s no life in sight
Only grief and death

There is no place where you can go
There’s no-one to save you
All that’s left is the kingdom of death
Of horror and of terror

Bodies all around
The stench of rotting flesh
There’s no hope to be found
You start to lose your breath

Suddenly your mind goes blank
The primal instincts awake
Your will to survive takes over you
Begin to feast on dead bodies
Bodies
Feasting on dead bodies
Bodies
Feasting on dead bodies

Someone’s there coming from behind and wants to twist your neck
You try to run but they’re coming strong and want to give you death
Now it is you who’s become the prey, the hunters chasing you
They want to feast no your body now, there’s nothing you can do

Hunting, killing, feasting on the dead

Bodies