Massgrave - Corpsessed

In death all flesh

Rots as equal

…In a Massgrave

Into the yawning trench

Worthless lifeless husks

Nameless and coffinless

Pile the carcasses

In death all flesh

Turns to dust

Putrid nauseating stench

War feeds on death

And without corpses

There is no Victory

Nameless and coffinless

Pile the carcasses

In death all flesh rots

…In a Massgrave

Light the Corpsepyre