Songtext von Devour The Living

Burn...brothers...burn... Beyond the point of no return Build your funeral pyres, We belong in fire... Burn...brothers...burn..., The dead have returned All living souls we despise, Rise...corpses...rise... The darkest day of horror, the world has ever known No chance of survival, no matter where you go You're destined to be butchered, your body left to rot No sanctuary for you, so stop praying to your god I inhale the nauseating stench of rotting bodies As I climb this wall of corpses, piled up in front of me Forced to feed on the remains of the ones that didn't make it Eating my way out of this godforsaken hole Burn...brothers...burn...The dead have returned Mildewed organs, white moulded meat Clotted body juices, voraciously consumed My stomach is resistant, my heart beats through my chest A trail of burning acid cuts deep into my flesh I feel my powers decline, rotting from the inside Gastric juices boiling, searching a way out Vomit leaves my anus, shit runs from my mouth I prepare for putrefaction, I feel I'm going down Burn...brothers...burn... Beyond the point of no return Burn...brothers...burn..., The dead have returned All living souls we despise, Rise...corpses...rise...