Lyrics:

Scythe''s Cold Edge Thrust**lf**spreading Blood On Their Face**lf**bells Toll The Coming Of Their Final Days**lf**red Flowers Growing**lf**to Mark All Our Tears**lf**the Pain And The Anguish**lf**we''re Planting The Seeds**lf**reaching Forward, Through The Dark**lf**dead, Marching Forward, Much Colder Than The Cud**lf**reaching Forward, Through The Dark**lf**spreading The Soilbleed, No Return When You''re Marked**lf**contorted Spirit**lf**distorted Creed**lf**you Know That Your Time Has Come**lf**when The Soil Bleeds**lf**contorted Spirit**lf**distorted Creed**lf**you Know That Your Time Has Come**lf**when The Soil Bleeds**lf**rot And Corrosion**lf**the Froth In Your Lungs**lf**there Is No Release**lf**gasp Despair Through The Mud**lf**red Flowers Growing**lf**to Mark All Our Tears**lf**the Pain And The Anguish**lf**we''re Planting The Seeds**lf**reaching Forward, Through The Dark**lf**dead, Marching Forward, Much Colder Than The Cud**lf**reaching Forward, Through The Dark**lf**spreading The Soilbleed, No Return When You''re Marked**lf**contorted Spirit**lf**distorted Creed**lf**you Know That Your Time Has Come**lf**when The Soil Bleeds**lf**contorted Spirit**lf**distorted Creed**lf**you Know That Your Time Has Come**lf**when The Soil Bleeds**lf**lyricwiki