Gods of War and Open Sores Lyrics

It seeps in through the skin & soaks in
the eyes,to feast on broken men &
fortunes of empires,Move in for the kill,
strike terror at the sight when the knife cuts
the light of day.

We are the gods of war,Release the plague,
flesh eating open sores.Decide right now if
you're our warriors,or steam will rise from
your hollow open sores.

The warlord takes the field & towers
over all.Wait for our eagle's claw to viral
gouge his eyes.Axe thrash to your limbs,
lives drop by our slice.Your last stand
before the fall of day.

We are the gods of war.Release the plague,
flesh eating open sores.Decide right nowif
you're our warriors or steam will rise from
your hollow open sores.

Blood rust on our blade.Burn your bodies
or the epidemic will spread on.