Lyrics Funeral Procession - Execration

Funeral Procession

Shadows, crawling fingers devoid of light
Darkness, rolling body of black nothing
Blood stains the streets in the valley of ghosts
Fumes fill the air between the mountains of death
The sands that blind your eyes
The snakes that claim your breath
The curse that follows to your grave, and haunts you forever
Scorpions, bringers of death
Scarabs, leprous crawling disease
Scorpions
Scarabs
Agents of the poison
Watchers of the blood
Born from dust in ancient times
To reign supreme, in the dusk of man
Unearthed cavalry
A marching army
Scarabs of the sandscapes
Out for blood
Funeral procession
For the human race
Walk you to your grave
Bury you in sand
Funeral procession