Culverin - Bloodwrath

Lost in shadows
Blinded by the fog of war
Running from your fears
Panic in your eyes

Hope they wont catch you
Covering behind your wall
You can hear the voices
Shouting, somewhere out there

Distant voices calling for you
Never to be found

Crushing bones as the walls comes crashing down
Ripping through your ears
Twelve pound gunshot to your face

Have to keep on running
As your friends get
Torn apart limb by limb

Corpses lying all around
Whispering from their filthy graves
Rise, rise, rise to face death

Nowhere to go
Nowhere to hide
No way to escape
This is hell

Fleeing in vain
Nothing to gain
Worlds gone insane
Rise, rise up

Crushing bones as the walls comes crashing down
Ripping through your ears
Twelve pound gunshot to your face