Reanimator

Insane memories of that morbid nights

Disgusting acts of vultures in disguise

Between insanes and genious there's only a thin line

Behind his glasses his morbid eyes shined

Dr. West fought death, no matter what it cost

Reanimate corpses was what he wanted most

With fanatic efforts his principles he lost

Over heatly humans walking his eyes were frost

The Reanimated nature with inhuman cries

Screamed in anguish to be reborn to light

From the darkness of hell - to the torment of life

The supreme terror and supernatural despair

Frenaly running we saw our future burn

We would never know when the beast would return

The studies continued, some lessons are hard to learn

With the epidemic fever our chance would come

A chemical reaction, aphisical interaction

Life's interception, death is not the end

The studies progression, the short time dead connection

Dead by thypoid infection, the dead would bend

Even the Epicurist of the horrible

Would never dream with such a satanic disaster

That Arkhan met

Like a repulsive Afrit, from the depths of Eblis

That carnivorous devil, acted for the name of death

Six shots at midnight in the pestilent devil

Would never bring back his sanity again

The scream of the dead would reveal his evil

And now I fear his eyes, the collectors of pain

For the chase of corpses the vultures went to war

And a headless fresh corpse we dared to reborn

The war ended, but ours had just begun

And from our deepest dreams, the beast would roar

Dr. West now is dead but not in my mind

The sepulchral legions took away his life

Our time is passing we choose to live or to die

And life is too short we've got no time

Between the earth and sky are much more misteries

Than our poor human mind could ever dream

To the eternal game we're just pathetic figures

We don't know what is real and nothing is what it seems