The Dead Will March

Breaking from the tombs with hate, to drink your blood
 Tearing at your flesh, there is nowhere to run
 Crying to your God, beg for security
 Running in despair but there is no sanctuary
 Cruelest visions of horror, they want to crush your skull
 You've fallen victim, now submit unto their ridicule
 Hunting you to the ground, prepare to die
 Destroy your will, this fight you won't survive
 Coming from the ground creatures of Hell arise
 Closing in on you, now meet your demise
 Prayers won't be heard for destiny now calls
 Their missing never ends until they conquer all
 Here them march to the beat of total genocide
 To rid the Earth of foolish mortal lies
 Armed for the fight they tear you limb from limb
 No use in fighting back because you will never
 Fight til death - Faceless bodies close in on you
 One last breath - Take it in before they bury you
 Tro to defend - Lifeless hands about to strangle you
 One last breath - Now face the horrors that subject to you
 No place to run, no time to hide
 The dead will march
 The end is here, your time to die
 The dead will march
 Killing the weak, watch them fall
 The dead will march
 The dead ones walk, bow to them all
 The dead will march
 (lead: Ramos)
 Corpses piled high amongst a burning sky
 An ancient oath of blood sworn to take your life
 Smell of rotting flesh, you feel closer to death
 Putrefying stench, now take your last breath
 Haunting chants enhance from everywhere you turn
 Closing in on you, now you begin to burn
 As they terminate you like a parasite
 Sanity wears thin as you prepare to die