Werewolves - Gnaw Their Bones Lyrics

In fields, they line the trenches
In meadows, fetid corpses
War brings us the feast
Pavlov's stench lies on the field
Battle rabid bodies
Feasting carrion victor
Predators insufflate
We crawl from the dark to
Gnaw their bones
The peacetime brings the hunger
Our prey grows fat and slow
We stay out of the light but
We know things that they'll never know
Share blood forever, take souls together
We'll always be an adversary
The distant thunder rumbles
We know your peace won't last
Braying foghorn sounds from West
Lies and thieving from the East
Bridges blown to kingdom come
Rub our hands, here comes the feast
People cannot get along
Slaughtering is never wrong
Finger-licking roasted nations
Coated with grilled idiots
Sabers rattle, carving
Death count in the millions
Panzers blasting wolves at foes
Glorious, it's time to
Gnaw their bones