Songtext von Feed On The Fallen

We lurch over sprawling dead Pain them not, but crush their heads Front's no longer far Explosions ceaseless are You're going down Following order to bring disorder once we have crossed the border It has cost a thousand men yet we form and strike again We feed on the fallen We weed out the weak We prosper on the fallen and the feebles we do seek We practise proxy warfare Rapidly the warriors decrease Soon alone and living is a breeze Following order to bring disorder It has cost a thousand men yet we form and strike again Blood is easily sold for the price of solid gold We've killed them all then empowered by the fallen