When the Jackals Come - Immolation

Phantoms of disorder

Move silent through our world

Unseen and veiled by chaos

Planting seeds of dissent

Assassins of peace

Enforcers of power

The smell of fear and weakness

Draws them to their prey

The kingdoms they tear down

Become the carrion on which they feed

Predators in wait

Devils in flesh

Turning dreams to black

Bring nightmares to us all

Greed is their God

And your Gods they will devour

Poisoning morals… Reigning in nations

Plotting fate… Abolishing faith

Stop at nothing… Ransom the sun

The darkness takes hold

When the Jackals come

Their war is already won

Your world will end

When the jackals come