Eyes Of The Dead

[00:09.91] Deceased not dead my fire burns
[00:12.37] Procession of my rotting worms
[00:18.31] Heads in hand and silent moans
[00:23.85] Rotting cloth remains on bones
[00:29.84] Furious yet I ride with ease
[00:42.25] Grand invisions of crushing knees
[00:50.07] Rolling boulders the sound of thunder
[00:54.87] Soldiers rot they come from under
[01:02.24] Hear the scream it's time to die
[01:05.98] We ride the sea and glide the sky
[01:10.08] Feel the cold rise your feet
[01:14.08] Our silhouette is black and bleak
[01:18.93] Severed limbs you felt no slash
[01:23.03] Mouths are gaping dripping ash
[01:26.88] Brain is dead you look so old
[01:31.66] Hands are numb your face is cold
[01:36.52] Eyes of the dead eyes of the dead
[01:59.97] Eyes of the dead
[02:29.32] Crusted black putrid face
[02:32.26] All are dead the rats in place
[02:38.80] Fingers crawl in searching birth
[02:43.87] All around is dripping earth
[02:49.83] Hear the scream it's time to die
[02:54.36] We ride the sea and glide the sky
[02:58.46] Feel the cold rise your feet
[03:02.61] Our silhouette is black and bleak
[03:07.59] Severed limbs you felt no slash
[03:11.53] Mouths are gaping dripping ash
[03:16.12] Brain is dead you look so old
[03:20.97] Hands are numb your face is cold
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