Further Beyond

In the second month of his fourteenth
All souls are dead and gone
But beyond the pillars of Hercules
The March of the Undead will come

March on
To open gates
This world's passage
Shall open the way

The funeral mars gains weight in its scales
In its quest for blood the conqueror prevails
The circle that is all you'll ever see
This thirst for all of this is lust for the way