Track #9 on the album 'Hadean Eon'.
Null Dynamo plays death-thrash with a black metal twist.
Lyrics
Lyrics (c) 2006 - PZ
As I breathe the morning mist
and wipe the blood from my eye...
Watching the smoke rise from the pools of burning pitch
I feel the grit of the cremated on the breeze.
Spent shells and private hells
Spend periods of time in mass graves caked with lime.
Scream to the bark of the cannon
This cruel and sunless dawn drinks the blood of my enemies.
WAR!
Walking on the graves of angels, in silence laid to rest.
Under scorched earth, unhallowed.
Crowned by crosses kissed with frost.
I wander through the carrion and wreckage,
Amongst the rats and ravens, the victors on the
Martyrfields........
The devil's regiment -- a left-handed complement
Boar's bristle and waxy sheen
Leather tough, like hellhounds keen.
Another frontline diary -- postcards from the God of War
A purer aspect of demise,
Against which, steel is no defense.
To engineer this feast of flies,
A gory joke at our expense.
Boiling now a bloody soup
Made of random bits of men
Another war to end all wars
Until the cannons fire again.......
No Peace -- No Light
No Hope -- Beyond
The Martyrfields
