Wumpscut - The March of The Dead lyrics

We are the damned men And your time is fading We are the dead men Untold our number Our age is coming Gathering in gutters Untold our number Creeping over your land Stillborn in your gutters Better beware You better beware Dead The march of the dead We are the damned men Our troops are rising We are the damned men Never compromising Dead are the damned men Our troops are rising We are the dead