كلمات Ancient Light

Put your hands into mud My eager friends upheave! This moldy soil rub in your face Eons to conceive With their heads in my hands Soon reborn and bred Pile them up, bone by bone An army of undead I see an ancient light I claim this burial site Put your hands into mud My eager friends upheave! The moldy soil rub in your face Eons to conceive With their heads in my hands Soon reborn and bred Pile them up, bone by bone An army of undead See them marching through the trees Unearthed, henceforth released