March of the Undying - Blood Red Throne

Heavy lust stands tall

And angel’s blood’s raining down

Heaven’s black, and hell is blurry

I see clearly through my victims eyes

Gore infested tortured mind

Howling froth will gasp on time

Sodomize and self-endure

Rape the future, smite the injured

Hollow mind and endless rage

Tolerate no cure to plague

Ridicule the last salvation

Cut away from flesh

Force-fed on the skin and bones

The dead are once more rising

Calling from the tomb

I sit on my blood red throne

Taste so fresh, I cannot deny

Forthcoming of declaration

Burning skulls, self victimize

Settlement of faithless lives

Follow me into the abyss

Crush all that comes

To close to the sacrament

Savage tribute stands dement

March of the undying

Splits the ground

Calling from the graves

The end has now begun

No hope for the victim as the kill is done

Wrath is descending as I force my self to come

The dead are rising

Bury me bury me please

I bow in mercy and cover her face with dirt

No insanity will ever explain the things I do

I just listen to the voices

And all the shit they tell me to

All the tears my offerings share

I use to breed my garden of despair

I plant the seed in dirt of the dead

And I cut the leaves from the rotting heads

Hollow mind and endless rage

Tolerate no cure to plague

Ridicule the last salvation

For the last interpretation

Cutting through the flesh

Force-fed on the skin of bones

The dead are once more rising

I sit on my blood red throne

Flesh so fresh, I deny

Forthcoming of reckless lies

Skulls burn, victimize

March of the undead