Gravestones are all I see
Where the blind see the light
And the dead walk amongst the bleeding hordes
Open wide the mouth of devastation
Angels fall as the rupture of heaven
Gravestones are all I see
Where the blind see the light
And the dead walk amongst the bleeding hordes
The lungs of the apocalypse
The push of imminent downfall
We dig our graves six feet deep
We sell our souls for cheap
For gravestones and coffins