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Funeral Dirge

from Wielding Metal Massacre by Swordwielder

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Whipped by the scourges of starvation and inequity we ambled forwards into the cauldron
Gripped by a terror greater than death we dug into the frozen earth
Unmarked graves for soldiers not yet fallen
A legion of nameless men hunger and hatred battled in our eyes

Forlorn souls, fingers blue and noses blackened
Shivering, shaking, less than animal.

On the horizon their chariots of war emitted a beastly roar
Puking fire towards us
Stripped of doubt we formed and steel became us
Ripped from the bowels of hell our demons rose
Flames seared the frozen earth and what once was men bloomed into roses of flesh and blood
Though in our midst a thunder god pounded the drums of war.
Rest now in in your iron tombs, he bellowed.

The earth itself shook, as if in awe.
Then, silence.
Then, only the whisper of flames that licked metal
carcasses and frigid winds that sung our funeral dirge

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from Wielding Metal Massacre, released June 16, 2023
Lyrics and vocals - Hugo
Piano - Linus

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In darkness there is silence
In death there is peace
Haunting inside me
Where chaos breeds

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