The ground is overfull of dead Like hell is full of shouts Rivers are turning bloody red Graveyards are buried out
While urban roar and news feed Do muffle up the moans Four thousands units are digging a pit To build a city on bones
Mortal remains are rising up from their graves Unbodied spectres are invading every street Thick fetid fumes are pouring out from broken tombs Black flocks of crows foretasting lavish feast
It's too late to pray in the very last day A yowl of animals sound like judgment horns Between fire or warm my choice is to burn The human kind built a tomb with its own bones
Bald skeleton from ruined grave Extends its deadly hands Eye sockets gaze on us and crave To join to the dance
Black skies are turned into mud Starlight does fade away A fire blossoms like rosebud We're all be turned back to clay
Mortal remains are rising up from their graves Unbodied spectres are invading every street Thick fetid fumes are pouring out from broken tombs Black flocks of crows foretasting lavish feast
It's too late to pray in the very last day A yowl of animals sound like judgment horns Between fire or warm my choice is to burn The human kind built a tomb with its own bones