World of Smoking Ruins - Paganizer

Trenches of raging fire

Corpses scattered like garbage

The littered remains of war

The words is a bleeding sore

The survivors crawl through ashes

On limbs that are just stumps

Crawling to their redemption

Deep into the battlefield

A world of smoking ruins

A place where life is now hell

The soil is drinking the blood

Upheaval of the dirt

A giant hand of doom

In a worlds of smoking ruins

Nothing remains but death

Nothing lives in this place

Nothing remans but filth

The foul stench of the dead

World of smoking ruins

Ashes to dust and pillars of smoke

World of smoking ruins

Fleshless lies the end