A warrior not yet a hunter and its prey prone to hide
With each passing move it watches, changing the shape of its eyes
The removal of the spine
A trophy now held to the sky
The ending of a heart
The universal question of why
It comes to take my life Slashing as I cry
Nowhere to run, no choice but to die
No choice but to die, nowhere to hide
No choice but to die
A team reassembled as the jungle came alive
Swallowing man, one by one, inching closer to the core of the hive.
The removal of the spine
A trophy now held to the sky
The ending of a heart
The universal question of why
It comes to take my life, Slashing as I cry
Nowhere to run, no choice but to die
No choice but to die, nowhere to hide
No choice but to die
Lay our weapons down the ground,
Enter the pit & leave with the crown
Possessing the code, an enemy commits
If it bleeds, we can kill it
The removal of the spine
A trophy now held to the sky
The ending of a heart
The universal question of why It
It comes to take my life, Slashing as I cry
Nowhere to run, no choice but to die
No choice but to die, nowhere to hide
No choice but to die
A warrior far from human
Limping away with his pride
With each astir move he fades to black
Grieving for the men who had died