Scent of Death Lyrics

No mercy, in traitors power struggle
Never-ending cavalry of the undead rebels
On the threshold of the declining society
Fight for others honor and glory
Honorless creatures hollowing the tomb of futility
Reflection of faces on spills o' blood and feces
Emotionless eyes
Staring dead into nothingness
Wasteland, death, emptiness - embracing the soul
War march of starved bodies
Greed for power, the will to potency
Driving the herd of misery into the jaws of death
Irony of the incorrigible monarchs
Decayed legacy of the throne heirs
Adversary rift, the fight for victory
Cold steel cutting the flesh
Bloodstained bonecrushing
Smacking sound of dismembered bowels
Last clean rattle of the torn lungs
Ash-grey skin on the stiffen corpses
Sentenced to death, no right to exist furthermore
Determined by enemies towering standards of victory
Whimsical celebration of the fleeting triumph
Is easily forgotten
Unlike the scent of death
The one and the only