Grotesque Glory - Grave

I arise from the dark rotten soil

Awoken from my restless sleep

Slowly my limbs regain control again

Claws of doom, crackling of bones

I remember the days

When I ruled all living, dead and foul

Regaining my strength for centuries

It is time to strike and rise

Rise my friend

Out battle awaits to be fought again

My years of lust grows stronger by each day

Raise the dead

Take me to where our worlds collide

Our force of death will conquer all that breathe

With staggering steps I stumble through this land of ash, fire and gore

Seeking my true companion of death

His severed head beneath my feet

I curse the gods of all living, dead and foul

Forever trapped in this wasteland of grotesque glory

Rise my friend

Out battle awaits to be fought again

My years of lust grows stronger by each day

Raise the dead

Take me to where our worlds collide

Our force of death will conquer all that breathe

Ripping through the night in anger, slashing through the fields

Fields of black and dormant mud where blood once flowed

Streams of fire glowing cold with an everlasting hope

To redeem our fallen warriors and the dreams of nevermore

Rise

Raise the dead

With staggering steps I walk across the lake of frozen blood

Cursed to forever roam this land, my kingdom restored

Rise my friend

Out battle awaits to be fought again

My years of lust grows stronger by each day

Raise the dead

Take me to where our worlds collide

Our force of death will conquer all that breathe