The Black March Lyrics

Still we're marching on

Rotting, the purulent herd marches on
Hunger drives our shuffled steps
Black is what we see, red is what we seek
We wanna tear your insides, drink your warm blood

Greed, the only emotion we feel
Famine, will never be overwhelmed

Decaying, the soulless crowd hunts
Eraser of life through its infinite path
Alert, we're gonna hear your whispers
Beware! We're the slayers, you're the cattle

Greed, the only emotion we feel
Famine, will never be overwhelmed

Bite the flesh
Rip the guts
Tear hearts off
Swallow all that it bleeds, smash every bone

Neverending night, bottomless desire
So long the road, so little relief

Feel our nails slipping under your skin
Making their way right to your very depths
Never satisfied, craving for the next one
All we long for is the next prey's taste

Feel our nails slipping under your skin
Making their way right to your very depths
Never satisfied, craving for the next one
All we long for is your taste