Nacon

Statues of death arising in the sky
Trapped inside a burial ground
Sirens screaming in the night
Darkness rising in this no man's land

Doom in the city of war
Lying with mother's and father's bones
Doom in the city of war
Hopes burning on our tombstones

No peace, only echoes of the dead
No Peace, only madness and sadness
World devastated by the cries of the fate
I'm the undead

Wer'e born from the cradle to die in the grave
Hate is a loading gun that pulls the trigger
Red skies, death is the price

Doom in the city of war
Lying with mother's and father's bones
Doom in the city of war
Hopes burning on our tombstones

No peace, only echoes of the dead
No Peace, only madness and sadness
World devastated by the cries of the fate
I'm the undead

They come to us with weapons in the hands
Fire in the eyes, godless in our hearts

Pray for the god of war