Eyes Of The Dead Lyrics - Ancient

[Music & Lyrics : Jesus Christ !] 

deceased not dead my fire burns 

procession of my rotting worms 

heads in hand and silent moans 

rotting cloth remains on bones 

furious yet I ride with ease 

grand invisions of crushing knees 

rolling boulders the sound of thunder 

soldiers rot they come from under 

hear the scream it's time to die 

we ride the sea and glide the sky 

feel the cold rise your feet 

our silhouette is black and bleak 

severed limbs you felt no slash 

mouths are gaping dripping ash 

brain is dead you look so old 

hands are numb your face is cold 

eyes of the dead eyes of the dead 

eyes of the dead 

crusted black putrid face 

all are dead the rats in place 

fingers crawl in searching birth 

all around is dripping earth 

hear the scream it's time to die 

we ride the sea and glide the sky 

feel the cold rise your feet 

our silhouette is black and bleak 

severed limbs you felt no slash 

mouths are gaping dripping ash 

brain is dead you look so old 

hands are numb your face is cold