Marching Over Blood - Suicidal Angels

A faceless creature comes to life

A spawn diseased by hate

Never faced or seen the light

Controlled by inner strength

What if you fall or rise again

Disfigured nightmare starts

To drive you through the steps of death

Before your eyes shut

I am marching over Blood

Trapped in the walls of suicide

There’s no way to retreat

There’s no way to change your life

Your freedom now submit

Over your blood I make my stand

I march before your death

I’m feeding on the aftermath

I’m living of your breath

Marching over blood

I spit disease to the face of God

Marching over blood

Tear of your limps your time has come

Marching over blood

Before your eyes they rape your sons

Marching over blood

I spit disease to the face of God

Death’s head is your destiny

Ferocity disguised

Somber, still and utterly

Pain drawn in through your eyes

What if you fall or rise again

Disfigured nightmare starts

To drive you through the steps of death

Before your eyes shut