Legion Of The Damned

Crashed on distant shores
Stranded in a hostile world
Bereaved of kin and kindred
Now left to survive on their own
Dormant atavistic rage
Emerging once again
Hunters will soon proclaim
Mastery over the meek
Man against man
Fist against fist
Will against will
Strength against strength
Cut the throat and spill the blood
Celebrating the hunters' prey
Insane lust for power
Foreshadows a cruel reign
Pig's head on a stake
Buzzing halo of flies
Rancid smell of decaying flesh
Lord Beelzebub calls
Man against man
Fist against fist
Will against will
Strength against strength