Wolvencrown - Seeds of Vengeance

Mutilated bodies lay upon the battlefield
Rotting corpses, severed limbs on scorched ground
Their empty eyes are gazing on the sunset with reproach
As the sky is getting darker and the wind carries sound of dark wings

Uneasy souls of fallen gather around their remains
Which become feast for the ravens
Their blood soaks in the ground, flesh fertilize the earth
Seeds of vengeance have be sown

They will rise strong and tall, they'll touch the sky
In their they will tear the heavens down
For the dead crave for vengeance, an agonizing death
Pierce with the spear, dismember by sword, cut half with an axe
For the dead crave for vengeance, an agonizing death
Gather around their enemies and drown them in their blood

For the souls of dead crave for vengeance
An agonizing sudden death
Rejoice in their suffering, make them wander without their goal
For evermore.