The Worthy And The Weak Silently, the plague consumes all Daring the worthy and the weak Equally, equally To turn hands on brothers Near and far These beasts just keep on rising, brought forward from the dead As soldiers we'll keep fighting on They're eating as fast as we can run, this feasting already begun Step forward and be turned This season of slaughter has dawned on us all, now we've become Horrors of the night, horrors of the night Dragging our bodies, though endless death, now we've become Horrors of the night, horrors of the night Though I trudge through weeds, bleeding on to me, I stand redeemer Feeding on the brains of the ones we've left behind Cleaning up the remains of a world that we've defiled So sew me a soul and throw me aside So sew me a soul and throw me aside Tell me this is what you've always wanted Cerebral feast The undead rise