We are here together in a séance in a darkened room Visions of a holy priest with a noose griped around his neck He takes a dive at the scene of cemetery Hanging on the tree he swings freely as he takes his life
Frightened by the sight of a warning of an imminent evil The circle breaks from the signs of the dead coming to life The death of the priest caused to open a doorway to hell In which the living dead can enter and roam our world
Welcome to the city, the city of the living dead The gates of hell have open. It's time to meet your fate This is the city, the city where you will be dead The gates of hell have open, nowhere to run and hide
Fog and clouds of mist cover and engulf the land The floors begin to quake and walls break open The dead are awakened. They breakout from their coffin lids They rise up from their tombs on the hunt for human flesh
Screams and moans fill the night. The dead walk the Earth No mercy for the living, they attack and kill and destroy With no remorse, an onslaught of death, they rip you intro shreds Eaten alive, they tear you limb from limb
Welcome to the city, the city of the living dead The gates of hell have open. It's time to meet your fate This is the city, the city where you will be dead The gates of hell have open, nowhere to run and hideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
