Botis - Serpentine Lyrics

Cold leaves of winter
Cradling the blood
Soaking up the sorrow of battles looming in the the future
War, from the spirits
(They encourage; They demand)
Global death by fire
(Sending the bodies to the mire)
Smoldering, endless graves
Toxic, aroma, waste

Black, serpentine and red with a glower
They demand Total F*cking Power
Ending life by the hour
It runs in fear and it cowers
Smoldering, endless graves
Toxic, aroma, waste

Waste
They'll all burn
Haste
They all will burn
The earth's fertility
Leave nothing left but the blackened veil
Return to leaves of winter

Cold leaves of winter
Cradling the blood
Choking on the sorrow of battles looming in the
Cold leaves of winter
Cradling the blood
Choking on the sorrow of the battles that lay ahead