Chelsea Grin, Filth - Orc March lyrics
[Chelsea Grin, Filth - Orc March lyrics]
Here we repel the enchanted dead
Defend this realm
It's far greater than a nation's will
Are you ready to stand and kill?
We alone must hold the line
Stand, fight with sword and malice
This will be the power over negative
This will be a legacy in which they will sing
This will be the end of everything
Slice, crush, grind all
End, cease, break bones
Rend the horrid walking dеad
Rend the horrid walking dead
Oraclеs foretold this
The lamb's blood was curdled
A crow's feather dipped in the ink of pain
The firstborn was offered to the gods of war
Then painted over bodies of Babylon whores
The prick of your finger
The poison shall linger
Then offer your good eye to the woes of Cain
I don't wanna be here
All of this violence makes me grow colder
I was only slipping away
With no room left to pray
Blood magic death of me
Death of me blood magic death of me
Death of me
Slice, crush, grind all
End, cease, break bones
Rend the horrid walking dead
Rend the horrid walking dead
Oracles foretold this
The lamb's blood was curdled
A crow's feather dipped in the ink of pain
The firstborn was offered to the gods of war
Then painted over bodies of Babylon whores
The prick of your finger
The poison shall linger
Then offer your good eye to the woes of Cain
Woes of Cain woes of Cain
Woes of Cain
Reborn i am reborn
Lathed in the blood of my enemies slain
Willful submission to the woes of Cain
Conqueror of kings
Of my legacy they will sing
As I carve my way through history
Infinite legacy blood magic death of me
Defend this realm
It's far greater than a nation's will
Are you ready to stand and kill?
We alone must hold the line
Stand, fight with sword and malice
This will be the power over negative
This will be a legacy in which they will sing
This will be the end of everything
Slice, crush, grind all
End, cease, break bones
Rend the horrid walking dеad
Rend the horrid walking dead
Oraclеs foretold this
The lamb's blood was curdled
A crow's feather dipped in the ink of pain
The firstborn was offered to the gods of war
Then painted over bodies of Babylon whores
The prick of your finger
The poison shall linger
Then offer your good eye to the woes of Cain
I don't wanna be here
All of this violence makes me grow colder
I was only slipping away
With no room left to pray
Blood magic death of me
Death of me blood magic death of me
Death of me
Slice, crush, grind all
End, cease, break bones
Rend the horrid walking dead
Rend the horrid walking dead
Oracles foretold this
The lamb's blood was curdled
A crow's feather dipped in the ink of pain
The firstborn was offered to the gods of war
Then painted over bodies of Babylon whores
The prick of your finger
The poison shall linger
Then offer your good eye to the woes of Cain
Woes of Cain woes of Cain
Woes of Cain
Reborn i am reborn
Lathed in the blood of my enemies slain
Willful submission to the woes of Cain
Conqueror of kings
Of my legacy they will sing
As I carve my way through history
Infinite legacy blood magic death of me