Night Of The Deceased by Deceased
Last rights were given long ago to the corpse of man
The awful ground engulfs the dead, so sacred and alone
The world did spoil as their hearts grew cold
And the weird were born
What once was death now is horror lurking for a soul
Lurking for a soul
With this night the end begins, dark deletes the sun
Broken crypts now tell the tale that death is growing strong
Eternity seems close at hand as no one rests in peace
A ceremony from beyond the grave the night of the deceased
Night of the deceased, they've returned for us all
An infectious scream rings through the air,
A sound to chill every bone
A distorted victim of the plague will soon feast with the dead
In time they'll "turn" becoming I'll no longer brother man
As guts of life and the macabre now decorate
The grounds of earth
The night of the deceased - casket monsters conquer and kill
The night of the deceased - cemetery's no longer full
The night of the deceased - cadavers marching side by side
The night of the deceased - by mans creations we shall die
Planet earth our battlefield the warm blood it stains the world
The awful dead unlock the end
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