Nearly Departed

How dark was the night When they were given new life On the eve of our impending doom? The buried and forgotten Moldy and rotten Began to stir in their tombs Here in our darkest of hours Prepare for the coming dread Midnless walking things What horror do they bring Now that their eternal peace is denied? The dearly departed Are back where they started And everything is far from alright They have woken to devour This world will run red The world has now grown sour And it's spitting out the dead Be Warned! Be still! Now you can hear them stirring! Crawling at the ceilings of their graves They're here! They're dead! They're evil and they're hungry Flesh and Sinew and Bone have all gone astray No pulse! No brains! Now you can hear them digging! Corpses transformed into feral bests! No souls! No hope! No conscience in their bloodlust They've only come for one thing: And that's to feast! The hordes of decay Are crawling this way And they're pouring out into the streets The lifeless hollow shells Are escaping their shells And they're DYING for something to eat1 Here in our darkest of hours Prepare for the coming dread An army of death With their Fetid breath And their skin dangling from their bones There is no escape From the most ghastly of fates For this is how we must Atone They have woken to devour This world will run red The world has now grown sour And it's spitting out the dead Be Warned! Be still! Now you can hear them stirring! Crawling at the ceilings of their graves They're here! They're dead! They're evil and they're hungry Flesh and Sinew and Bone have all gone astray No pulse! No brains! Now you can hear them digging! Corpses transformed into feral bests! No souls! No hope! No conscience in their bloodlust They've only come for one thing: And that's to feast! The dead are awake There's no escape Tombs Asunder Released from Slumber Peaceful Silence Turned to Violence Will this affection Be our downfall? Reanimation Desecration Death is no longer The be all end all Insurection Ressurection And out of the mouth of Hades They have crawled Be Warned! Be still! Now you can hear them stirring! Crawling at the ceilings of their graves They're here! They're dead! They're evil and they're hungry Flesh and Sinew and Bone have all gone astray No pulse! No brains! Now you can ehar them digging! Corpses tranformed into feral bests! No souls! No hope! No conscience in their bloodlust They've only come for one thing: And that's to feast!