We stand stoic, in a field of ice Damaged and bound for the dark Searching truths, finding only dust We are fear and fear is coming A nightmare, choking while you wake Stealing freedom from your grasp Your lapse in judgment, my strong resentment Crawl through the dirt of your own grave I am the venom A vicious breed I feed on terror Horror beckons to me We are the judgment A vicious breed Massacre traitors We rise, they fall A promise broken, a debt forged in pain Unforgiving treachery Marks your skin, and casts a shadow You are lost and you are dying Blinded by stygian night, an oppressive dark Let it suffocate and bleed Feel the wrath, slowly drown in filth A pale husk fades into nothing I am the venom A vicious breed I feed on terror Horror beckons to me We are the judgment A vicious breed Massacre traitors We rise, they fall