It seems that the world has reached critical mass.

Dogs of War Copyright D. Sherwell 2003 Critical mass has been attained, lightning from the depths of the pit, Released a virulent strain, Ionospheric fire has been re- lit, Inexorably nearing us once more, Servants bow but where are they now, Mercilessly even up the score, again he comes to unleash his dogs, His dogs of WAR! His Dogs of War! His servants cry for more! Hear them spit blood lust and gore! Comes to play with all the boys and girls, Stalking them without bended knee, Deposed prince of deaths dominion, Manifests his psychopathy, Child of woe the sword is drawn again, and Child of dust now will you bow? Vile king and do you not know? Calls himself Mars Ultimo, Delights in WAR! His dogs of WAR! chorus