A discovery so great Yet we may be too late This ancient civilisation awakens Oozing from the tombs Mists of which resume The remnants of flesh The remnants of death The remnants the worms left We are unwelcome Burn them all They must not return Flesh to dust I am the cremator Escaping death Treading on decapitated Heads, bones and Blood stained grave stones They must not return We must leave their home Watching it burn Amidst the ancient ruins Amongst the hordes of undead Within these ungodly tombs We begin the cremation Burn them all They must not return Flesh to dust I am the cremator