The punishment of war,

Is the flesh we are bound by,

Pierced with, blades of hell,

The mind reeks of death and destruction

While its soul cries in anguish.

When the red of life drains from within,

Pain of earth is lost again.

A tortured thought for eternity,

Relives itself, always to be there

Unfortunately, only death brings its despair.

How long can one survive?

Before the spirit takes a dive.

Only one side can take the hand

All for what, a bloody piece of undead land.