Death Cult

Rivers of feces
Rivers of blood
Nothing can stop us
Nothing can stop us

Worshiping darkness
Worshiping dust
Mountains of corpses
Creating death cult

Into the dust we shall all fall
Nothing can save us
Nothing can stop us
No gallows are too high
No grave that's too deep
Creating death cult - everlasting dream

Roads full of thorns
Roads full of bones
Nothing can stop us
Nothing can stop us

Worshiping shadows
Worshiping dust
Mountains of corpses
Forever sleep

Prolonging of shadows means falling of light
Fall to the grave there is no way out
Stumble in darkness sun will no longer rise
Join mountains of corpses - death cult