The door is open
On a dead land
Human life is void
Burning
Giants of metal
From generations past
Towering up
In the sky
A chronical
Has fallen on us
From the dark book
Waiting in the shadows
Waiting in hell
From the dark
It stalks
It will not close
Though you try
Helpless inside
They will die
You won't stop
The darkness
It will swallow you
Through fire
The crows will fly
At the final
Gun shot
It will come