The Graves Rise

Shadows, find the path to the graves, they lay side by side

Where no one knows there names but the chills from the rain

Come down, now sinking earth, finds the hand moving below

In the gallows of the doom, the naked truth of the cursed

Where the crawling worms find the way to your brain, and eat it

It is the night of the demons, and the rise of the graves, through his eyes

They awaken, only to eat the flesh of the living, and there will be thousands

Hungry, thirsty for the next taste of anguish, you will have no choice

To let them into your home, and they will carry the world with a torch

Where the victims will be doomed with the howling of the moon