Army Of Dead

This army kills upon command
Rifle by side grenade in hand
Lay waste to life across the land
A power that you can't withstand.

Up from the ground they shall arise
The time has come to claim their prize
Their victory is your demise
With fire and steel they shall baptise.

No escape panic wide-spread
No escape army of dead.

The smell of blood is in the air
The sound of screaming everywhere
You shall be left without a prayer
Your world shattered beyond repair.

An evil darkness blacks the sky
Now it is time to say goodbye
They'll hang you up and bleed you dry
Watching you quake before you die.