Blood on the wall
Blood on the ground
Blood curdling screams the only sound
Flesh in chunks
Hair in tufts
Bloodless taloned fingers clawing up from the mud
People dying
People crying
People bleeding
Given up hope
Hot red sprays
Where the corpses decay
The dead stay where they lay
And that is our new home
Where the bodies rot
The dead forgotten
We're just a footnote at the bottom
Here one second, next forever gone
See you when you come home
