Valley Of The Blades by Dethlehem
The sun does shine over our backs
And no matter what
Eyes aim forward, past this heat and sweat
dust clouds reveal the rocks
The glimpse of horrors laying dormant
burrowed throughout these hills
All the torment, for years that forewent, their souls
the evil filled
Pressing on, remains of that passed through, they met
their end
Then before our eyes, they appeared, the flesh scarce
from them
With deadly cold steel, and skeletal hordes decapitate
those that near
In their screams, stating their plea, join us now, you
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