Trenches

Lyric by Apollyon

First kill-winterdeath

With silence she fell

White funeral

Freeze

Long did you wait

For insanity's tomb

With all your heart

Unleashed doom

Razorsharp chants

Blackens your skull

Forcing you down towards hell

And the shadows you dread

Be the survivor

In need of no sun

Embrace demons envision the dead

Corpselike cold

Mesmerizing hands

Touching your fear

...of the obscure

Ride the night

With vicious lust

Strive to die

To serve

Grant your life

To reluctant minds

Infernal deeds are ripe

Awaiting you

Ride the night

At any cost

Join with those in black

The sordid few

Take from us the cross of sin

Let the sinister begin

Spread the branches and you'll see

The land is plagued by me

Leave your dreams upon this night

We have sworn to take your side

The break of dawn it will show you

That troops from hell are due