Howling Of The Fen

Through the murky trenches deep
The dirt will spoil and the trees will weep
Clear all that is in our path
Everything in sight will behold our wrath
We'll build our towers high and strong
With our powers combined it won't take long
We'll forge with iron steel and fire
And destroy what's now a dreary mire

The fog descended the moon did rise
Revealing shadows with evil eyes
The earth then shook and the water boiled
We soon discovered our plan was foiled
Demons arise up out of the water
With talons and teeth they're hungry for slaughter
They smell our fear, run for your lives
They'll never stop, none will survive

Bones are shattered blood is shed
Limbs are torn many are dead
Our plight to destroy has been overcome
By monsters of murky wetland scum
Our plan to destroy and reap the moor
Has ended in desolation and gore
Silence and stillness descend on the bog
Covered by moonlight with ghostly fog