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March Of DeathMarch of death echoes to the rhythm of the gunsTowering clouds of human ashes blacken out the sun Emaciated bones and flesh marching to their graves Purge this world with spoiled blood no one will be Depopulate regulate systematically exterminate Round up the diseased for slaughtering A crematorial funeral an offering Holding on to life a futile dream No need for pain or suffering Salvation is survival a final ambition Unveiled in the form of annihilation Rat infested trenches filled with casualties of war Christened by the blood of those who fought before Wading through the bodies on the hallowed ground If you listen closely you can hear the sounds of Death Arise, arise Feast on the flesh of the dead March of death echoes to the rhythm of the guns Towering clouds of human ashes blacken out the sun Emaciated bones and flesh marching to their graves Purge this world with spoiled blood no one will be Depopulate regulate systematically exterminate March of death Engulfed as the earth opens wide a colossal inferno bringing demise Hungry and starving prey on the meek tear at the flesh of the dying and meek The living and dead feast for control half eaten corpses unburied exhumed Prophecies of an oracle's mind crazed demented seer of time Arise, arise Feast on the flesh of the dead Rat infested trenches filled with casualties of war Christened by the blood of those who fought before Wading through the bodies on the hallowed ground If you listen closely you can hear the sounds of March of death echoes to the rhythm of the guns Towering clouds of human ashes blacken out the sun Emaciated bones and flesh marching to their graves Purge this world with spoiled blood no one will be Depopulate regulate systematically exterminate |