Blood Tactics
Carlos V
Shot down
Caught by the enemy
Tendons cut
Nowhere to run
Tossed away
Left to die on a pile
With the stench of burnt bone and steel
They need more bodies
For trenches of blood
It's been decided
They want more blood
These horrors brought into life
Blood tactics drawn by a knife
Heads lined up on a pike
Want it
Need it
Blood
Captive of war
Now there's not much more left of me
Nailed to a wall for all to see
Torrent of pain
As they drain out the life from me
Another ditch full of blood