sinful curses screaming blasphemy unto the army of the dead
A spiritless feild of wasted men
another village consumed into the void of the souless army

women scream as the undead devour their children
consuming the living is what they do best,

the screams of (the) young, the sound of death.
the sound of all your hopes plunging to a place of tortment

accept your destiny to rule the dying
embrace the cold gift of death to the living
live as a king to the weak and rule as you wish

Born for pain and missery
this is the age the dead rise
rising from the grave howling for flesh
in this incessent world of death

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