Deviniance – Hang the Dead

O’ brothers, who obeys and survives
Don’t judge us to hard
God has mercy and sies
6 we hang, punished to far
Flesh of our brothers has rutten away
Don’t laugh at life as it say
Beg for mercy
Hang The Dead

Don’t tread on this prayer
Our reason at last got it’s fear
Don’t fight the appeal against despair
Beg the maidens son for defence
We´ll hang as he did on the cross

Sun has burnt our souls
Rain has made us cry
Blackened we are of the blood bowls
Raven’s eaten our flesh and bones
We are swinging as the wind cries
The least flesh begs for mercy
As we hang the dead