Time stands still as battle worn Beneath your feet the blood runs cold No one moves
Death, wasteland, razed to the ground, gone, perished what life there was.
And ghostly in the darkness, there cast a shadow, mirroring madness Echoes the work of the devil The death and destruction The symbol of Hades The heat and the hatred The breakdown of life Leaves us sorrow and strife And we all will return to the ash.