As we let our history fade
The ghosts of our past linger on
As we blur the lines between right and wrong
Our funeral bells have been rung
The legacy still stands
In mortar and stone
Their songs are still sung
The haunting requiem
Creatures of the night bare witness
To the pale bleak emptiness
That wanders between the graves
Bloodstained land that we walk on
Here they roam, forgotten and fading
Deep eyes of endless pain
Blood moon, death and doom
As the cycle continues
We fail to learn
And everything starts to burn
The questions receive jaded answers
Witness those pagan dancers
As they join the earth in cursing our existence
We have past the point of no return