Ambushed — Jungle Rot

Forced into submission, die against their will Skulls will decorate his wall, trophies from the kill Held within tradition, selective twist of fate Twisted, mangled, bloodied inside, there is no escape

Ambush! Enemy attack! Bayonets stick in your back Trenches starting to flood With a soldiers blood

Stalking out your victims, make them yours to claim Their skulls will decorate your wall, their lives you will take Now your in position, moving into kill Trashing, gutting, shredding the hide, drenched in, the blood, spilt

Ambush! Enemy attack! Bayonets stick in your back Trenches starting to flood With a soldiers blood

Hunting, victims, behind disguise Finish, the prey, without mistake Slaughter, butcher, taking their pride Ambushed, attack, leave them to die!