"Le Chant Du Cygne" lyrics - NILE

Forgotten heroes, massacred.
Carnage scattered,
Strewn with the wreckage of war.
Sanguinary, savage melee.
Slay en masse, orgiastic bloodbath.

No more battle cries or screams of dying friends.
No mourners lament or glorious funeral pyres.

The dogs of war will gnaw my bones.
Bones.

Carcass remains, gangrenous rotting.
Vultures descend, gorging on carrion.
Gnashing teeth, slavering jaws.
Devouring flesh, the jackals gluttonously feast.

The dogs of war will gnaw my bones.

[Guitar solo]

Le Chant du Cygne.
Le Chant du Cygne.
The dogs of war will gnaw my bones.

Le Chant du Cygne.
Le Chant du Cygne.
Le Chant du Cygne.