Feast Of The Dead

Walls closing around me

Nowhere to hide

The hordes of hell are set free

The dead refuse to die

Where did this evil come from

A comet's tail

O God again I must run

The dead cannot prevail

Corpses walking in a never ending line

I smell the grave behind me

It can't be my time

Time has no meaning

In a land of the dead

Every moments fleeting

When by fear you're lead

It had been such a long time

Since I'd cause to speak

And then my cry of horror

At the undead reek

On they come to eat my flesh my last thought

I'm a feast for the dead