Frank Marchand - Sodden Jackal lyrics

Wet fur bares the smell of d**h Sodden cur On your heels their fetid breath Jackal kings, guardian slaves The child is delivered unto the earth From the womb of a beast With a million parents of the dark To guide and serve From the blackness they emerge Fed on diseased decay For their master they must k** To guard the gates of hell's conception Running you scream in naked fear Untold terror A scene of evil unbelieved Behold the fire Fight relentlessly Can't give up, we must believe Bodies lie in smoldering piles Bring cold lips unearthly smiles A soul captured was not won So revealed the prophecy Has the likeness of a man It bears the mark of numbers Now with the faith and sacred knives The time is right The beast is destroyed and the light commands Triumphant trial