Grounds of Pain Lyrics

Walls of thorns encircle
The grounds of pain
Skeletal figures stare in to the horizon
Obscured by the bleak smoke from their kind
Morning sun won't bring a brighter day
Gathered to the altar under the black sun
Offering of flesh waiting for the sacrificial fires
For those who escape the great flames
A march of death through the fields of ice
Your prayers remain unheard
Your god lies dead
Torn by a cyclone
And so will you