Song For The Living Dead

<br>We never saw them coming, but there they were<br>Hard to shake but not so hard to find (these days)<br>I see them walking around, all fucked up, for nothing<br>Unnatural creatures of the night<br>They should be buried six feet below the ground<br>Instead they have the audacity to walk around<br>Long dead heroes walk again<br>Rusty swords and naked bones<br>Ancient wardrobes, pointed teeth<br>All of mankind on their knees<br>Walking corpses, open graves<br>feel the stench of rotting flesh,<br>Wrapped in ribbons, sealed in tombs<br>casting curses for long forgotten gods<br>Broken<br>Naked<br>Forsaken<br>Shamed<br>Remembered<br>for their numbers<br>Feared<br>for their hordes<br>Undead warriors under a banner of might<br>Marching out to end all light<br>The wheels of hell will grind indefinitely<br>The devils own, set out tonight<br>Rise up from the dirt, don`t stay behind<br>Retribution soon will follow<br>Blood will be drawn from those who struck you down<br>Oblivion will bide your time<br>They can`t stand that I`m superior<br>They deeserve to die, you`re nothing but animals<br>Nothing but swine, you can`t bring me down.<br>Blood<br>The only way to stay alive<br>Blood<br>Repent your sins you`ll pay with<br>Blood<br>You`ll reap the hate you saw<br>Blood<br>You can`t bring me down.<br>Rise, rise, rise<br>From the dust<br>Rise, rise, rise<br>From the dirt<br>Rise, rise, rise<br>from the soil<br>Rise, rise, rise<br>from your grave.<br>Wake up come and serve me<br>Let fear be your lance<br>Your sword will cut the masses<br>as you roam this city`s nights<br>Your weakness is the needle<br>combined with thread and salt<br>You`re deepest fearre the seas<br>It`s all the sunset`s fault<br>You`ve seen the picture, you know the score<br>but times have changed and nothing`s like before<br>Your crypt was desecrated and now there`s nothing left<br>unnatural creatures upset by theft<br>You wish you slept, six feet below the ground<br>But no, they had the audacity to hunt you down