Seeds

She opened the back door
And let the demons by
In seven days, no more
We would all see her die

The calendar, it read
It was the seventh day
Tomorrow she'd be dead
"She'll return", they all say

They search for another lost soul
They are chanting in the night
The next victim their only goal
" Plant our seeds. Do it right."

She walks out in the midnight hour
The moon shining through the evil black
The demons get her heart and power
They push her so she can't go back

She plants the seeds into the dirt
Inside the garden of decay
Now she must cause pain and hurt
"You'll return." the demons all say

Anthem of the Dead

Death is in the air
Corpses will rain down upon your feeble souls
Until you know the true meaning of pain and misery
You will feel this everyday until your life force
Is rendered useless

Useless to the earth
You are turned to a world
Of fire and hatred
To spend an eternity
Left to ashes

In a world of hatred
Where nobody cares
The only sounds are screams
They please our ears
And fill our broken souls

A seat by the fire
Is where you now live
Surrounded by pessimistic beings
Filled with unfathomable desire
And knowing you cannot escape

Come into the fire
Stay here for awhile
Come into the fire
Pushing you inside

Now you're in the fire
The flames swirl
Now you're in the fire
Let the flames engulf you

Go above
Bring the souls below
Collect them
So the empire may grow

Let nothing stop you
Slash them out of the way
Get to the top
Don't let them stay another day