Marching to death's bell Descending into hell Judgement day is hear & you fate is dear March to die, die, die, die Take my mind & soul Countless heads
[Music - MT Lyrics - JB] Marching to Death's bell Descending into Hell Judgement Day is near And your fate is clear March to die, die, die, die
the one to come and bring it around Tell me Daniel how the harp came in your possession. Are you one of the chosen few who will march in the the procession
who walk in peace How beautiful upon the mountain Are the steps of those who walk in peace Marching round the White House, marching round the Pentagon Marching
Marching without fear The night is filled with souls In coral exctasy The saraband of death Will always follow me Satanachist Satanachist I bear the evil eye Possess
gates of Hell Tortured souls do dwell Guarded well by Chronozon Satanachist Satanachist I mount the virgin Venus Plague the blackened seas I am the souls destructor Marching
His enemies He went through the mockery of a trial He was nailed to a cross between two thieves While He was dying His executioners for His only possession
mess around Push me down into the ground Taste the hands that drink my body Fight me in the dark Wrestle your bones over mine Into our moonless march
We'll grab the MAC-11 when we march, nigga step Fuck with CMR, we gon' march, nigga step Play with Manny Fresh, we gon' march, nigga step Play with my nigga, Baby, we gon' march
the death Tonight we celebrate War and our victory All possessed by the death To take the force by the blood Raise your hands for the final slaughter High pressure marching
death possession Armies of ravishing troops ride Surrounding the realms of cursed kingdoms Breeding the havoc of the wolfen lord Battle steeds march
Defying and marching above the sacred signs Controlled by fury of the storms from the deepest pit below I came to defend the destiny of the damned and
memories that lie where ash remains. They marched all the fathers and sons To a slaughter/ Then the widows and daughters knew That no one would march
hands up Fusing gaps bridging the journey Tou rourou Taku rourou Kia ora e te iwi Community powerful Invincible this entity pure strength exhumed through unity Galvanised marching
to ensure control the superpowers need to maintain the imbalance. Natives are slaughtered in their homelands By governments seeking out new possessions
