Eyes Of The Dead-Ancient

[ti:Eyes Of The Dead] [ar:Ancient] [al:Proxima Centauri] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Eyes Of The Dead - Ancient [00:09.21]Deceased not dead my fire burns [00:12.74] [00:14.94]Procession of my rotting worms [00:18.58] [00:20.53]Heads in hand and silent moans [00:23.69] [00:25.92]Rotting cloth remains on bones [00:29.38] [00:40.15]Furious yet I ride with ease [00:43.98] [00:45.20]Grand invisions of crushing knees [00:50.01] [00:51.11]Rolling boulders the sound of thunder [00:54.47] [00:56.43]Soldiers rot they come from under [01:00.66] [01:02.05]Hear the scream it's time to die [01:05.80]We ride the sea and glide the sky [01:09.76] [01:10.59]Feel the cold rise your feet [01:13.83] [01:14.73]Our silhouette is black and bleak [01:17.88] [01:19.10]Severed limbs you felt no slash [01:22.51] [01:23.36]Mouths are gaping dripping ash [01:26.70] [01:28.05]Brain is dead you look so old [01:31.54] [01:32.14]Hands are numb your face is cold [01:35.69] [01:57.25]Eyes of the dead [02:00.61] [02:05.67]Eyes of the dead [02:09.46] [02:14.61]Eyes of the dead [02:20.57] [02:29.19]Crusted black putrid face [02:33.78] [02:34.84]All are dead the rats in place [02:39.07] [02:40.19]Fingers crawl in searching birth [02:43.86] [02:45.62]All around is dripping earth [02:49.62] [02:51.14]Hear the scream it's time to die [02:54.79]We ride the sea and glide the sky [02:58.88] [02:59.82]Feel the cold rise your feet [03:03.54]Our silhouette is black and bleak [03:07.30] [03:08.43]Severed limbs you felt no slash [03:11.57] [03:12.45]Mouths are gaping dripping ash [03:16.10] [03:17.16]Brain is dead you look so old [03:20.53] [03:21.72]Hands are numb your face is cold