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shadowofintent.com Directed by Norbert Crowfield Produced by Chris Wiseman and Dave Otero Violent attrition Salivating for the kill Brutality is to be redefined They aim to dominate Hordes metastasize a vengeance indiscriminate Disregard for human life is in the nature of the business Environmental deletion The lurking reaper aims Heaps of corpses maimed and scattered Only death now remains This brutalizing reaches critical acclaim They are set: initiate the final phase Burst humans lined in trenches Burning limbs are commonplace There are bodies mutilated, faceless Gaping holes have now replaced this Sanitizing the grounds of fecal footsteps Force-feeding a meatgrinder Aim to dominate Scores of humans destroyed Laughter for the perished War is worse than hell We've seen to this Stay and die Hunting to the last man Many men will meet their end Live or die The choice is yours Continue to bleed or feed You're feeding the meatgrinder Drawn and quartered Venture into the black Trudging onwards through ruination The more they kill, the more commemoration Disheveled drones meander locating lost bodies They soon will be the ones who die Seize the urge to forfeit Broken, seeking to cower A stones throw away from hell they meet the final hour A place where men are either broken, destroyed or made Made to fucking scream They're hunted to the last man Many men have met their end there To stay and die The choice is made Your body jamming the gears of the meatgrinder Behold, the grand design The envisioned future of mankind Caskets closed shall return home, with absent hosts Razors to the throats of the onlookers They'll become ghosts Walls begin closing in A death sentence from your own kin Final moment in your skin Into the belly of the beast To feed the meatgrinder Hug the ground Become one with the earth The faceless reaper shows its hand Retrospective admonishment The final moment you have feared has assimilated