Silent death marks high and full
Counts on the throne must be watching from Hell
Soldiers defeated by death with the spell
Rising, betook with the lands where they fell
Laughing to see where the sleeping souls lie
I will miss your fucking peace, lined up in death row
Generals with their slaughtered beasts, diminished from this hell
Banished from the dying world, loath of Hell awaits
Dark, some more helpless pray to immortality
Counts on the throne must be watching from Hell
Soldiers defeated with help from the spell
Rising, these souls, from the lands where they fell
Laughing to see where the sleeping souls lie
The torture just as truth entitled fights
Deadly give the reason to the need
Still the soul has left the corpse to Hell
Mummied by regions, lying in dusk, fall victim to this game
Bloodshed my corpse, reigning in lust, taking with all thee of blame
Fall stead thy spirit, farther they fall, soon they will join us in Hell
See the blood burning, the gates are ablaze, Satan is eager to burn
Counts on the throne must be watching from Hell
Soldiers defeated with help from the spell
Rising, these souls, with the lands where they fell