I'm getting off the ground
Crumbling blood-red rocks,
I’m grinding my teeth
I see them gathering
A moving horde in the mist
Around me whispering
I’m marching now.
The wind is screaming
Tearing off my skin
Howling at the moon,
Driven by blood lust
I’m crawling
Soon feeding on your flesh
Endlessly coming back
Rotten bodies on the track
You see them gathering
A moving horde in the mist
Around you whispering
You're marching now.
You're marching now.
You're marching now.
You're marching.
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One free Internet to whoever decodes that first :P Wally Hackenslacker
supported by 5 fans who also own “Double Kick Heroes, Vol. 1 (Original Game Soundtrack)”
What if the gods of ancient Norse myth teamed up with the machines from The Matrix got together and made a symphonic black metal album? I think this would be the result. thunderblade99