Wwiii - Cadaveric Crematorium

War has began two armies kill two armies die

food and waterare the priority to go on

hate spreads supplies are scarce blood everywhere

Men seeking only to survive

this is the third world war

the protected merge from nests

and try to kill us and we defend ourselves

I found myself often having to kill

my old friends and my kinship

this is the third world civil war

as if my hands are dirty with my own blood

while the protected are covered with our blood

this is the third world civil war

War of contact with knives with guns

no nuke no nerve gas

you look the enemy in the eyes while

you stick the knife in his heart