Battle formations, dead but still wandering ahead. A gigantic apparition keeps rising from a field, once colored red from bloodshed.
Where the sounds of war still can be heard and the balance of nature is seriously disturbed.
Spectral infantry battalions marching through a freezing timeless void. Again, ghostly cavalry regiments shall ride the lands they'd once destroyed.
Battle formations, fog-like infantry battalions. Battle formations, marching unto an endless destination.
This is the sound of d**h; (d**h) a military haunting! (d**h) battle formations, (d**h) still marching ahead! (d**h) battle formations! d**h! d**h! d**h!