Day Of The Dead

[Intro] They say that when there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth This is the Day of the Dead [Hook] Nothin to fear but fear itself on the day of the dead They say there's no rest for the wicked it's the day of the dead They say that life is self inflicted on the day of the dead The devil disguised himself as God it's the day of the dead [Verse 1: Prozak] Enslaved in chains we walk the earth in search of happiness Eternal bliss coincides with peace on earth and no conflicts Think about this life that you call hell and all those things it means Inside your mind is where you find them screams and broken dreams Last rights, tell all these people how you livin Call it Karma, 10 fold, some out to call it sinnin Despite your belief, 3 sixes are the mark of the beast The dead increase, PROJECT:DEADMAN walks among the deceased Bodies crawlin from mud, victoms tainted with blood Murder victims ressurected from shallow graves in the woods You thoughts you had it all figured out When you was young and though you'd never see the day that you faded out! But it's upon us, like prophecies of Nostradamus Truth hurts when it's honest, death and disease is chronic Day of the dead, bloodshed, don't be misled Don't be afraid of the shadow that's cast apon your death bed! [Hook] Nothin to fear but your religion (on the day of the dead) Controls you , you judge, and then you murder (it's the day of the dead) The evil upon you is what you're preachin (on the day of the dead) The hatred towards others is what you're teachin (it's the day of the dead) [Verse 2: Prozak] Ravens circle above the sky turns green 45 seconds of life, try to figure out what the fuck it means Afixiation of your soul emerged in misery Trying to find someone to blame for life's conspiracies (Judgement) (it is upon us) (Judgement) it is ahead Judgement, it is the device that's built inside your head Self destruction or self afliction? fact or fiction? Emaculate conception... or Chrtists crucifiction? Your eyes bleed,on bent knees you pray 2 worlds collide like suicide ...the crossroads you lay Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust Rest in Peace mother fucker confession will make your skull crush! [Hook]