Mythology (USA) : An Infernal Grave
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1. AN INFERNAL GRAVE
Heretic
Question not the word of god
You will die for your lack of faith
Heretic
Without that of the strangling rope
You are sentenced to be burned to death
An infernal grave
In despite of their beliefs
You wince as they curse your life
They want your soul to burn in Hell
Tied to a blood-stained hurdle
Carted forward to the place of death
Your soul is reaped of its shell
Thou shalt not be strangled
Before the faggots ignite
Burn the non-believer
Boiling blood
Sweet scent of bubbling flesh
Your carcass is set ablaze
A burial in flames
All there is are your charred remains
Your corpse will be left to burn
An infernal grave
Only to be born again
2. SERPENT SLAYER
Serpent
Lurking in the shadows
Serpent
Ruled by none, feared by all
Gorgon, gorgon
I have traveled far and wide
Your death, my quest
You are destined to die
I want the gorgon's head
Snake skin, slithering hair
A gaze one cannot compare
Don't look, don't look
Into those evil eyes
One glance is all
You're dead before you fall
From flesh to stone
Cursed by this snake-like crone
I am the serpent slayer
Let it begin
Death to medusa
In search of the serpent whore
Death to medusa
Your blood will stain my sword
Wherever you are
I'm getting closer
I'm going to find you
I'm hunting you down
Death to medusa
I need the serpent's head
Death to medusa
The leer of death, a gaze from hell
Death to medusa
3. THE FALLEN HAVE RISEN
Here lies the graveless souls
A mass of eternal death
This is where men have died
The place of your last breath
The air is dark
A time the dead embrace
The remains of battle
Fit for unholy grace
More blood, more
More death, war
More blood, more
More death, war
The ground begins to crack
And silhouettes take shape
The army of the dead
Their souls are filled with rage
The dead arise
Black hearts led by vengeance
Piercing red eyes
Born of malevolence
More blood, more
More death, war
More blood, more
More death, war
Soldiers of death
They walk once again
Living agony
Malicous intent
The fallen have risen
They're coming after you
From dead to living
The chaos ensues
More blood, more
More death, war
More blood, more
More death, war
4. IN DISMAY
Upon your arrival
You halt and look away
You cannot believe your eyes
This is all that remains
There is nothing left
You have fallen victim to anguish
You have seen nothing but dispair
You have lost your will to live
You have gained nothing but pain
Damned by light
You see the wrath of angels
You curse the sky
Denouncing your faith in torment
Falling to your knees in anger
Your fist hits the ground
Blaming everything that stood in your path
Nothing else matters now
In your hand is the drying bloodshed
In your soul there is nothing left
In your eyes is the burning hatred
In your heart is the cold revenge
This is your last threat
Show them revenge
Put them to death
You will have their heads
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