Marching to Death's bell 
Descending into [bad word] 
Judgement Day is near 
And your fate is clear 

March to die, die, die, die 

Take my mind and soul 
Countless heads will roll 
Future lies with me  [bad word] forth, and you will see 

March to die 
Blackened is the sky 
Is it Heaven or [bad word]  
Only time will tell 

Pendulum will swing 
Manifesting screams 
Oppression will prevail 
Lower the window's veil 

March to die, die, die, die