Primal - Basilica

We marched for seven days

Many captive dogs were razed

My men would follow me

Until their blood lust was achieved

Primal

Murderous

Mutilation

Primitive

Brutality

Nailed to a tree and left for dead

I watch my bullet bore through your head

Orifices pouring blood

I watch the bodies pile in the mud

Primal

Swarm

Of maggots

Rotting

Flesh

Dead