This War - The Haunted

A serpent order, a twisted horde of creeping scum

Seizing power, they sacrifice to rise beyond

You feel the tension rising, you’re about to break

They watch you fight for high ground and now they raise the stakes

You live in the silent chaos, yet you fear the sound it makes

You close your eyes and fake it, but it won’t go away

This war is final!

Discard!

The serpent is shedding its skin

They run this putrid game, they deal the cards

Deep inside the calm, you know there’s no way to win

You close your eyes and fake it, but it won’t go away

But they are here to stay!

This war is final!

Discard!

The serpent is shedding its skin

You feel the tension rising, you’re about to break

They watch you fight for high ground, then they raise the stakes

This war is final!

Discard!

The serpent is shedding its skin

This war is final!

Discard!

The serpent is shedding its skin

The serpent is shedding its skin