they've been through the desert nothings worse - have no names released from the caverns hunting men, playing games immoral freaked science breathing life into pests tiny cruel little blighters with explosives in their chests cybernetic symbiosis - technology and flesh small targets on high speed bony tails and claws clash a deadly suicide squad with implants organiques addicted to drugs - mutagen-biomechanic Pests of Flesh heralds of horror Pests of Flesh nowhere to hide Pests of Flesh bearers of terror Pests of Flesh they kill on sight dark filthy laboratories in the underground are breeding in shadows cloned lifeforms unbound visions of dethroning the pride of creation they play God and reach for a final mutation Pests of Flesh heralds of horror Pests of Flesh nowhere to hide Pests of Flesh bearers of terror Pests of Flesh they kill on sight the gates of Danakil are protected by fear by killing machines that let no Griffin near on a self destroying course they creep through the sand but the true nightmare is yet to come when the pests reach their end