Down, down six feet underground The corpses lie dormant Not making a sound Soon the moon, will turn blood red Re-animating corpses who wait to be fed A night of fright, is waiting for you Barricade the doors and gather the tools Hide inside, and pray for the dawn We hope this nightmare will soon be gone A night of terror is waht lies ahead The burial ground spits out the dead Crash, smash, the windiws soon break Our sanctuary they begin to invade A curse, or worse, we did invoke With no rhyme or reason This mus be a joke They stalk and walk, inside they come We are surronded with no place to run One by one, we start to fall This looks like it will be the end for us all
The blood, a flood, it pours from our veins Our flesh is torn as we cry out in pain I bleed, They feed, my insides come out My liver and heart end up in their mouth Mauled, and clawed, we are ripped to bits Welcome so what must be the apocalypse The end, my friend, is what we have found As the corpses return to the brutal groundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
