Meat Grinder Songtext
von Creeping Flesh

Just cogs in a great machine
Victims of a brutal doctrine
Pulverised by artillery
Disintegrated company
Three hundred days of hell
Every hour, another shell
Lost the earthly patina which masks the living soul

Verdun bloodbath
Fallen rotting
Flesh minced mud
Our blood is clotting


Into the meat grinder
Butchering the worn
Into the meat grinder
Slaughter carries on

Front lines of the stalemate
Futile fight for pride
Remaining in a hellstate, we′re told "They shall not pass!"
Man-a solemn offering
Future of our sons
Losing foothold in the trench
I dream of home no more

Verdun bloodbath
Fallen rotting
Flesh minced mud
Our blood is clotting


Into the meat grinder
Butchering the worn
Into the meat grinder
Slaughter carries on