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