This is something boiling under
Calm before the coming storm
Bodies stacked in untold numbers
Trenches full now you've been warned
Boiling bones in gasoline
Let the vultures pick them clean
Stack the bodies ten feet tall
Smoke is rising from their skulls
Boiling bones in gasoline
Let the vultures pick them clean
Stacking bodies ten feet tall
Smoke is rising from their sky
New day dawns and hope arises
Crushed beneath their marching boots
Buried in the new age crisis
Have become it's bloody roots
Boiling bones in gasoline
Let the vultures pick them clean
Stacking Bodies ten feet tall
Smoke is rising from their skulls
Boiling bones in gasoline
Let the vultures pick them clean
Stacking Bodies ten feet tall
Smoke is rising from their sky
Dying upon that hill
Dying
Marching they kill at will
Marching
Vultures blot out the sun
Darkness
Bodies they burn to Ash
Burning
Vultures flock overhead
Sweeping survey the Dead
Dying upon that hill
Stack the dead