Funeral Procession - Execration

Shadows, crawling fingers devoid of light

Darkness, rolling body of black nothing

Blood stains the streets in the valley of ghosts

Fumes fill the air between the mountains of death

The sands that blind your eyes

The snakes that claim your breath

The curse that follows to your grave, and haunts you forever

Scorpions, bringers of death

Scarabs, leprous crawling disease

Scorpions

Scarabs

Agents of the poison

Watchers of the blood

Born from dust in ancient times

To reign supreme, in the dusk of man

Unearthed cavalry

A marching army

Scarabs of the sandscapes

Out for blood

Funeral procession

For the human race

Walk you to your grave

Bury you in sand

Funeral procession