Risen
The king has risen
Through the smoke and ash
A crimson sun shines
A silhouette of wretchedness
The king has risen
The sounds of screams and pain create music to our ears
Maggots start piling high as the carcasses
Begin to rot deep into the blood soaked earth
A throne fit for a king a chalice made of bone
Putrid flesh dark eyes sits upon the throne
Kneel before the lord of pain
March to this life of decay
Forever trapped in my domain
The king has risen
Through the smoke and ash
A crimson sun shines
A silhouette of wretchedness
The king has risen
The sounds of screams and pain create music to our ears
Maggots start piling high as the carcasses
Begin to rot deep into the blood soaked earth
My army has risen
We march into war
Grinding down bodies of our enemy
A stench so foul and fresh
A hunger is reborn
The air is now filled with smoke and fear
Your greed killed what you hold dear
I've blackened the lungs of this withering world
A realm of the dead where the weak are consumed
Descend into my layer a catacomb lays
plague ridden soil
A tomb a king
Through the smoke and ash
A crimson sun shines
A silhouette of wretchedness
The king has risen
The sounds of screams and pain create music to our ears
Maggots start piling high as the carcasses
Begin to rot deep into the blood soaked earth
A throne fit for a king a chalice made of bone
Putrid flesh dark eyes sits upon the throne
Kneel before the lord of pain
March to this life of decay
Forever trapped in my domain
The king has risen
Through the smoke and ash
A crimson sun shines
A silhouette of wretchedness
The king has risen
The sounds of screams and pain create music to our ears
Maggots start piling high as the carcasses
Begin to rot deep into the blood soaked earth
My army has risen
We march into war
Grinding down bodies of our enemy
A stench so foul and fresh
A hunger is reborn
The air is now filled with smoke and fear
Your greed killed what you hold dear
I've blackened the lungs of this withering world
A realm of the dead where the weak are consumed
Descend into my layer a catacomb lays
plague ridden soil
A tomb a king
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Writer(s): Daniel Moir
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