The ground is overfull of dead
Like hell is full of shouts
Rivers are turning bloody red
Graveyards are buried out
While urban roar and news feed
Do muffle up the moans
Four thousands units are digging a pit
To build a city on bones
Mortal remains are rising up from their graves
Unbodied spectres are invading every street
Thick fetid fumes are pouring out from broken tombs
Black flocks of crows foretasting lavish feast
It's too late to pray in the very last day
A yowl of animals sound like judgment horns
Between fire or warm my choice is to burn
The human kind built a tomb with its own bones
Bald skeleton from ruined grave
Extends its deadly hands
Eye sockets gaze on us and crave
To join to the dance
Black skies are turned into mud
Starlight does fade away
A fire blossoms like rosebud
We're all be turned back to clay
Mortal remains are rising up from their graves
Unbodied spectres are invading every street
Thick fetid fumes are pouring out from broken tombs
Black flocks of crows foretasting lavish feast
It's too late to pray in the very last day
A yowl of animals sound like judgment horns
Between fire or warm my choice is to burn
The human kind built a tomb with its own bones
