Trenches

First kill-winterdeath
With silence she fell
White funeral
Freeze
Long did you wait
For insanity’s tomb
With all your heart
Unleashed doom
Razorsharp chants
Blackens your skull
Forcing you down towards hell
And the shadows you dread
Be the survivor
In need of no sun
Embrace demons envision the dead
Corpselike cold
Mesmerizing hands
Touching your fear
…of the obscure
Ride the night
With vicious lust
Strive to die
To serve
Grant your life
To reluctant minds
Infernal deeds are ripe
Awaiting you
Ride the night
At any cost
Join with those in black
The sordid few
Take from us the cross of sin
Let the sinister begin
Spread the branches and you’ll see
The land is plagued by me
Leave your dreams upon this night
We have sworn to take your side
The break of dawn it will show you
That troops from hell are due