Barbarian - Ad Mortem Festinamus

March of the million butchered souls
Offering weakness and being controlled
Filling the pages, summon the crows
Forward to death is the only goal
Paving a path of confusion and lies
No way to stop, no one cares about your cries
While god is dying you foresee the truth
There's only regret, no one to blame but you
Rain is maiming the flesh
Skin's open wide
Blood is pouring through mud
Can't run, can't hide
Howling of one thousand storms
Lightning strikes
Rain of fire falls
Suffer your life