Serial Murder (Death Squad) - Entrails

A squad of the dead, armed to the core

A mission of death, prepare for a coming war

Creatures in the front, too eager to wait

An urge to kill till death, humans in their sight

Serial murder — Death squad

Strike with lust, for sliced flesh

Human fear discovered, prepare for death

Collect the victims, nail them to the walls

Drain the living of blood, by ripping of their skulls

A will to kill the weak

A force of the dark

Children, women and men

All must die

Serial murder — Death squad

Strictly following orders, from beyond the dark

Murdering and slaying man, animal, all

The pile of death is growing, united to end all life

No one is left to die, the world inferno is alive

Their minds, disrupted

Their kind, forgotten

The tomb, their deathbed

Their lives, bloodshed