Napalm (Blessed Death)

Showers of fire sent from hell Boiling flesh bodies melt Napalm - fire rain Napalm - blessed pain Generals deal the death Mortals gasp for breath Napalm - slow and true Napalm - dropped on you Warlords planning destruction of life Killing essential no matter the price Bleeding and screaming No where to run Running 'tis useless Your bodies will burn No one wants to take the blame Blood runs true, dropped on you.