The Funeral Pyre - A Gradual Awakening Lyrics

These souls have awakened into their hell of a world
Tormented by the infections of their flesh
Blood spills from their mouth
Rage is the killer from the inside
With bloodshot eyes they only see
The death for the innocent
But all is silent in this atmosphere
Not a hint of breath or life
With these being the last days
For the human race
From a virus it's thirst is blood
In these days of suffering
In the world that doesn't exist the end has come
From the bowels from which we were spawned
No turning back below this red sun
A haunting tale with an ending
Not so satisfying, like the taste of the infection
There is a hint that nothing can be
Changed from this society
Among the dead I fall asleep to loose my grasp
On this so called civilization
The death has spread into my veins