March After Death - Howler

Roaming in the line of death, waiting for the dawn

Fighting dancing shadows, fighting for your soul

Everything seems to be lost, everything is gray

Praying for a chance to get out of this wicked place

March after Death

Out of the storm

March after Death

A broken sword

March after Death

Where you came from

March after Death

A burning soul

The Evil Lord tricked mankind, pulling the strings

Seeking power, get stronger;

seeking make you bleed

Fighting brother against brother, fighting for the gold

For ages paying tribute, living by his law

March after Death

Out of the storm

March after Death

A broken sword

March after Death

Where you came from

March after Death

A burning soul

Day by day, hour by hour

Growing pain, a dark desire

Patterns in flesh, the Sign of the Lost

The reaper’s job you must carry out

Day by day, hour by hour

Growing pain, a dark desire

Patterns in flesh, the Sign of the Lost

The reaper’s job you must carry out

Like a phoenix flying high, coming from the grave

You will fight the evil spawns, you will fight again

This time you will never fall, you will never fail

Now you are strong enough, a high price you paid

March after Death

Out of the storm

March after Death

A broken sword

March after Death

Where you came from

March after Death

A burning soul