Echoes of the Trumpets

All eyes directed to the entry gate The crowd is greedy for this fucking madness Trumpets adumbrate the ultimate carnage The unpredictable is rendering you powerless On the emperor staying The leader, the king Heed his words and the violence they bring Silence spreads among the Audience while they are Waiting for the baleful rendition Let the games begin Sounds so deep that you can feel it Let the games begin Frenzy spilled over the bystanders Move your ass, it's time to die Cross the point of no return You are entering a ruthless world Without remorse, you can smell the death Only seconds left To realise the insanity Don't regret your brutal deeds Obscure creatures entering the ring Kissed by the gorgeousness of controlled evolution Merciless and raving mad Only blood can feed their thirst Every imaginable kind of warrior Is trying to climb up the ladder of glory You are trapped in a case of dog eat dog Body parts flying into the audience The shredder is grinding through the meat The kill counter is rising fast One down, the next mutated waiting for his turn Waiting for his turn It seems like a never ending Supply of fresh meat Delivered on a tray To the raging crowd