After we finish the sacrificial repast
the time has come to go to the fields of graves
Slowly we open the rusty cemetery gate
the twilight of the moon is making shadows on our backs
Into the darkness of this hazy night
we exhume the remains of our beloved ones
Breaking their bones and crushing their skulls
to be sure they never wake up again
Upcoming death, the dead come back to life
Upcoming death, new life after the last breath
Upcoming death, the dead come back to life
Upcoming death, no one will survive
Upcoming death, the dead come back to life
Upcoming death, new life after the last breath
A thousand fires burned their rotten flesh
and the heat melted their dim eyes
we believed the nightmare had come to it's end
but that would be, to good to be true
We interfered with their eternal sleep
their minds filled with endless greed
No way for us to escape
in hell we shall bleed
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