IV. Trespassers

A sickening twitching of the oculus
As the dark fosters obscurity
Left are outlines of their ominous gaze
Shadows take shape
Conjuring blight in the minds of us all - purge

Gloom will be smothered
Be replaced by blood
As we rip and tear and shred our foe
They're reduced to dust

Make way - for madness charges past
Enraged, by what it's seen
Brothers - dead at our feet
Fury, now unleashed

Blood is flowing
Eyes are glowing
Mind is focused
Slay the locust
Put an end to this incursion
Trespassers die by arson

Laceration of the viscera
As the saw plows through our enemy
Seething, breathing, bleeding, cleaving
Ripped apart - by our hands

They shall not walk this earth

Make way - for madness charges on
Changed, by gruesome deeds
Fear - a thing of the past
We march into the fields



Credits
Writer(s): Rasmus Rolling, Andreas Sivertsvik
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