[Lyric] Gods dernière (Scarabreed)

As everyone is calling
And wounded they’re crawling
The dead shows his nasty smile
In mind a plan that’s vile

And shovel by shovel I bury your body
With frozen hands I keep your soul
You stare back from your grave
Once you where brave
And shovel by shovel I bury your body
With frozen hands I keep your soul
You stare back from your grave
Once you where brave

Millions creatures mourning, howling
The tunnel of laments starts sounding
Fearing a pitch black sky
The dernière of god, you shall die

The mourning creatures howling