My Own Grave - Disciples Of War lyrics

From the crest of ghastly sight, the monstrosity of war With ageless eyes I see the past Where crimson streams of blood have flown Over corpses past and flags of old the sun shall rise Oblivious to laws of man to bathe the dead with blinding light The shun shall rise The first will rise The chosen first in linefor ritual sacrifice For rebirth as cenotaph they all must die Cycle ancient as time Bloodbath, purge and rectify Disciples of war to sacrifice Let the words of vegetius echo evermore A message buried in our blood To the few who crave for peace Prepare for war The horizon fades to black Cytotoxics fill the air Hounds of terror breathing panic as the blitz exterminates Let the victors rise and fall for whatever god may come The puppeteer will never be the first to succumb Grinded into sludge The chosen first in linefor ritual sacrifice For rebirth as cenotaph they all must die Cycle ancient as time Bloodbath, purge and rectify Disciples of war to sacrifice