The Rapture Of Ghosts (исполнитель: Immolation)
[bad word] forward, across the barrens life long lost, where has it gone Right through my hands, now I am here walking shell, already dead Show me the meaning of pain... Tempt me with the promise of death Cold winds from their icy hearts... turn us all to dust Will breaker, courage taker Leading us on, leading us nowhere Taking it's toll, the weak ones fall Boundless journey, boundless nightmare Can not find the light Can not find the way Humanity has left us Abandoned us to fate Can not move... can not breathe Smell the death... see the horror In front of me... the massacre of thousands The mind can't erase, what the soul can't embrace Dragging us into the dirt Soaking the ground with our blood Like beasts to the slaughter We'll never leave here alive Starved, stabbed, degraded and tortured Crawling, gasping, there's nothing left Drained and beaten, slipping downward Fading fast, death has [bad word]