Shallow Graves

For glory they fought and died

On fields of mud and blood

Inviting vermin to a feast

As their flesh begins to rot

A cloud of flies

The promise of disease

Rats and crows are fighting for every piece

Bury the Dead!

In shallow graves they bury the dead

Robbed and piled naked

No swords on their chest

No names no tombstones

We want to forget

The weak

Losers of war

The rain quenched the fires

So they could not burn

Sickening stench spread across the lands

So in shallow graves

They buried the dead

Rotting to dust so we can forget

But heavy rains kept pouring

Washing away the soil

Uncovering limbs and bodies

Exposing their gruesome skulls

And still the rain kept pouring

Exposing revolting slaughter

The creation by hatred of men

Life ceased to exist on this defiled lands

A part of our world fell into the devils hands

A vortex of slaughter had opened the gate

Here comes the demons

Now it's too late!

In shallow graves they buried the dead

Before the dawn they will come to regret

From shallow graves now they will arise

The wretched army from beyond

Guided by the vengeful spirits of the sacrificed

Engulfing the future in darkness

All Life must end!

For glory they fought and died

For vengeance they will return

Now watch your world burn

The Weak - the Fallen

Now are Arisen

Deaf ears for pleads of mercy

Blind rage will break down the gates

None shall be spared the undead plague

From shallow graves