| Song | MG-34 |
| Artist | Deinonychus |
| Album | Warfare Machines |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Piercing your bones. With hundreds we come. | |
| At the shores we'll await. We smell your fear. | |
| Flickering light. Leaves from the barrel. | |
| Bodies drop in the sand. Bullets whistle around. | |
| I'm made out of steel. | |
| I breathe 900 rounds a minute. | |
| Machinery of pain. | |
| Born from hatred to kill. | |
| Blood splashes up against the wall. Screams fading in echoes. | |
| The barrels changed every minute. Exhausted from killing. |