An open wound for disease The poison junk that you bleed A parasite to your broken skin Heretic urge in your brain To pump the hate through your veins And feed the lust of your necro sins
It's a sign for the demons in the hollow Blood red is the path we have to follow The armies of the dead march unforgiving Red web is the haven for the living
Violent drug holocaust A mutant vision of war A soul dismembered by paranoia An evil mind full of rage A world so battered and slain The charred remains of the perfect horror
It's a sign for the demons in the hollow Blood red is the path we have to follow The armies of the dead march unforgiving Red web is the haven for the living
Open your eyes to a world that belies all the faces of death and destruction Deep in your head, there's a little red web that was weaved by the corpse of corruption
Disciples of the red web Will come to bury the dead And burn the flesh of the weak and broken Macabre age of the damned Will close the skeletal hand And heed the ancient command that's spoken
It's a sign for the demons in the hollow Blood red is the path we have to follow The armies of the dead march unforgiving Red web is the haven for the living