In the days of ruin and fear
And gangways chocked with despair
Stone walls meander and hide
A monster within the lair
No resting here all along
A labyrinth of death where
This pit of burning bones
Seals the burial rites in
Dream on the eve of battle
An echo from the center paints
The soldiers shields with blood
From tomb to temple the rise
And the death vapors by night
A world of corpses paralyzed
Within this dream of life
Satan's mills of endless wheels
And the secret path of thieves
Is plotting out the light
At sword forged on anvils old
Terror struck and trembling
outstretched upon the path
Turn to see a voice that speaks
And behold falls bead now