| Song | Wrath of the War Elephants |
| Artist | Reverend Bizarre |
| Album | Return To The Rectory |
| Overwhelming force of pure destruction. | |
| Crushing tyranny. Steaming sweat. | |
| Strength maximum. Horror triumphant. | |
| Where they roam, all life is gone. | |
| A beast unlike any other. | |
| The daughter stands by the mother. | |
| Like thunder the heavy blow. | |
| Terror rules the front row. |