Roar of a Thousand Throats — Lock Up

Arise from the pit of plague Into the realm of skin Fly the flags of hate and war Abort the ruler impure

Disturbance ever present Through the unhallowed black

The weight of the funeral urn And the voice of a storm

Fly the flags of hate and war Abort the ruler impure

Disturbance ever present Through the unhallowed black Dead souls will not sleep The roar of a thousand throats