The killing is endless, The mutants relentless Maiming, impaling, Gutting and eating No shelter to hide From their piercing eyes Stronger than evil These mutant creations Made of flesh, bones and blood A palace of death standing tall Built to condemn mere humans Death to all... Invoking the spirit to guide the dark Seeking the womb To carry our doom A woman so pure, clean, untainted Is needed for our fulfillment Made of flesh, bones and blood A palace of death standing tall Built to condemn mere humans And death to all... Carrion signs, such an Altarpiece Your smell draws them like flies Unreal they scream And fall through the skies A sigh of relief when Death hits Made of flesh, bones and blood A palace of death standing tall Face to face with the destiny at hand Not many left for their glorious feast Unreal they scream And fall through the skies A sigh of relief when Death hits Made of flesh, bones and blood A palace of death standing tall