Phylactery - King of Ruin lyrics

Disease is beating down the doors and chaos rushes in Wars against the plaguelord are a fight you cannot win You thought undead warriors Once dead could never die Foolish lich king burn on Your land’s funeral pyre Useless empty lungs with no air cough your your foe’s men Smaller than your wisdom taking fights you think you can Legions of the undead break from battle just to hide Sickness knows no innocents and war is genocide Your body is smashed to pieces Your bones are taken as a prize Your phylactery the reason you are alive Power torn asunder All your armies shattered Bow down to your hubris Take on your new name the king of ruin