Piling the bodies Burn them in the night
Skin grows black and withered
Decayed smell will rise
Existence fading
Burn those bodies
Into ashes
To Infernal death
Repulsive yet so true
Human coals are burning Open graves are scattered
Into ashes
Existence fading
When the work is through
Burn those bodies
To Infernal death.
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