I live with my brothers in arms
who answered the call of the gods
to take what is rightfully ours
and the Ogre Army marches on
on through the night, into the day,
fighting and killing we plunder and
march over the hills marshes and swamps,
over the mountains and forests and deserts
we march, through blizzards and storms, ravenous hoard
eating the flesh of the children
we march, for years at a time
in the name of our King
fucking our way through the countryside
and so many of us our now gone
but the night is always darkest before the dawn
our feet they are bloodied and scarred
but the Ogre Army marches on
on through the night, into the day,
fighting and killing we plunder and
march over the hills, marshes and swamps,
over the mountains and forests and deserts
we march, through blizzards and storms, ravenous hoard
eating the flesh of the children
we march, for years at a time
in the name of our king
fucking our way through the countryside
And they say this war will never end
but no one can remember when it began
still we are loyal and strong
for the Ogre Army always marches on
Looting raping killing crushing bones
eating gruel from bowls of fractured skulls
warm our hands on burning piles of meat
decapitated bodies in the street
hold heads as trophies high above our steads
presented as a tribute to our King
Michael Whitehorse- Guitar, Vocals
Simon Eaten- Bass, Vocals
Andy "Sajikorn" Taylor- Lead Guitar
Chad Hockenberry- Drums
Topper Holiday- Vocals
Written by Ogre Throne
Produced by Ogre Throne and Josh Blake
Recorded and Mixed by Josh Blake @ Echo Mountain in Asheville, NC
Mastered by Shawn Hatfield @ Audible Oddities
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