Soldiers of Immortality by Thy Art Is Murder Lyrics

Beneath the surface lies a legion of the darkest era
Buried in masses, burnt and left as ashes
The graves are filled with maggots eating, rotting flesh decay
Their lives eradicated by the blade
The dead are cursed
Slayed, their lives raped from them
They swarm like locust
In the form of spectral hate

Ghosts in the fog, reapers of the night
They remain trapped between dimensions
Disembodied souls
Tormented in the afterlife
Haunting the living, possessing the weak
The spirits hunt to avenge their death
Haunting the living, possessing the weak
Controlled by the army of torment
Seizing their mind, infiltration of insanity

Turning the prey on each other
Tearing organs from their allies
A mist that plagues this world
The poison fumes of these burning souls
Now spread this flame
Tearing themselves apart from the inside
Ripping sanity to pieces, sanity to pieces
Unsuspected slaughter from an icon of trust
Once a protector now an executioner

The dead will rise
Soldiers of immortality
The dead will rise
The depths of hell await thee