The Return Of the Geishmal Undead
- Destroy Destroy Destroy (2009)You are listening to the song The Return Of the Geishmal Undead by Destroy Destroy Destroy, writer by Destroy Destroy Destroy in album Battle Sluts. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
Do you hear it, creaks of the oars?
Do you fear them, rowing in the skies?
Undead warriors that are blessed to fight for eternal spoils of terror and war
How do you kill a spectre with a sword?
They come to rage
They fight with blades
Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
They soar the night in haunted skies
In their ship of doom
The geishmal undead.
Cursed are the streets
That run red with the blood of children
And the guts of war.
The geishmal undead.
They come to rage
They fight with blades
Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
They soar the night in haunted skies
In their ship of doom
The geishmal undead.
They come to rage
They fight with blades
Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same
They soar the night in haunted skies
Their ship of doom
The geishmal undead.
No spoils were taken
For their own
Pleasure is in the cold-blooded
Slip between flesh and bone.
They come to rage
They fight with blades
Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
They soar the night in haunted skies
In their ship of doom
The geishmal undead.
They come to rage
They fight with blades
Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same
They soar the night in haunted skies
Their ship of doom
The geishmal undead.
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