Sorrow of the Dead

Undead rise from their graves to the sky

Hell Dogs howl, and on the fields the survivors cry

Undead call, the demons from hell

From the purgatory, where evil dwells

All Saints and sinners

The mask of hate

All Winners and Losers

Look at your fate

A cry without tears

A scream you can't hear

As skies turn to red

Feel the sorrow of the dead

Sorrow of the dead

The dead scream out loud, about the gods of war

Demons of doom, spitting out the gore