Dread filled we wait Ma**acre's call Feast our eyes On the carnage to come Storm the gates Smash down the walls No respite From the minions of d**h Dark day dawning Where light never shines Thunderheads approaching The grey foreboding sky Dark day dawning On fields of silent dead Hands of doom will guide them Closer to their descent Terror etched on faces pale d**h has them in his embrace Raise our bodies from excrement The dogs will feed well today Aghast at the slaughter Yet no time for lament Onwards with the cry of war Onwards till in d**h we fall Please do not cry for me Your tears I do not need All this grief that you feel Just the calm before the storm As the shroud of d**h falls upon me And life is ripped from my veins Raise my body from the ground To be ravaged by your hands