Rising of the Dead

No one knows when they'll come

No one knows where they'll go

But I've seen their bloody faces

outside my window

There's no place to run

There's no place to hide

And now they crawl in numbers,

Satan by their side

Unleash the terror, the dwellers of the grave

Unholy children of the time

I've seen them steel away the life blood

from the realm,

And iron cross now marks the sign

This is the rising of the dead

This is the dawning of the prisoners of hell

This is the rising of the dead

Witches and warlocks cast their spells...

of hell

Satan's followers spread evil 'cross the land

You know dead men never lie

But when you come

across the faceless ghost alive

You'll see the haunting in his eyes

You run from these people

thinking they're dead

Their hands are attacking

they're inside your head

Prisoner of hell casting their spells

They rise from the dead, no one can tell

The first day they're dying

the third day they rise

The corpses are walking

red in their eyes

They are coming to get you

but you'll never see

One strike from their cross

and you fall to your knees

People are dying, the funeral begins

Satan, he's laughing, opens his hands

Down to the devil your body will go

Then rise from the dead no one will know

Rise from the dead