An open wound for disease

The poison junk that you bleed

A parasite to your broken skin

Heretic urge in your brain

To pump the hate through your veins

And feed the lust of your necro sins



It's a sign for the demons in the hollow

Blood red is the path we have to follow

The armies of the dead march unforgiving

Red web is the haven for the living



Violent drug holocaust

A mutant vision of war

A soul dismembered by paranoia

An evil mind full of rage

A world so battered and slain

The charred remains of the perfect horror



It's a sign for the demons in the hollow

Blood red is the path we have to follow

The armies of the dead march unforgiving

Red web is the haven for the living



Open your eyes to a world that belies all the faces of death and destruction

Deep in your head, there's a little red web that was weaved by the corpse 

of corruption



Disciples of the red web

Will come to bury the dead

And burn the flesh of the weak and broken

Macabre age of the damned

Will close the skeletal hand

And heed the ancient command that's spoken



It's a sign for the demons in the hollow

Blood red is the path we have to follow

The armies of the dead march unforgiving

Red web is the haven for the living