As an intense storm illuminates darkness A heavy mist oozing from a military plant Spreads over an ancient cemetery Absolute silent reigns while that mist Pierces within moist land Noises from crypts and graves announce a macabre image The bodies are leaving their tombs, returning to life A perfect scenery of divine impurity
The reek of putrefaction is ubiquitous Human remains crawl toward the houses Their hunger induces pain Their popping-eyes hinder their sight However, the hellish troop goes on with its march
The human bloodbath is just beginning Little by little, the population is devoured Flesh and blood can be seen on the pavement Dismembered bodies are drawn to obscurity Corpses are suspended in hooks and sliced Others, hanged in their own guts
Genital organs are consumed with great pleasure The smell of burnt flesh is unbearable The village is consumed by flames Agonizing whispers deploy the ravage
At last, only ashes from an entombed land remain Brutalized by a sick voracity And the silent march of hideous beings Straight to the next massacreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
