In the Face of Malice Lyrics


A noose

hanging from a tree

A priest

choking out his own life

The dead

The dead

The city of the dead

Opens the gates of Hell

The priest must be destroyed

The Book of Enoch

written four thousand years ago

The explanation in every detail

of a crime before it's committed

Unusual winds

Smashed mirrors

Cracked walls

An evil mist

A cat scratch

Mary Woodhouse

Dies of fright

Awakes in the grave

Banging for the light

Scratching the coffin

Her bloody nails

Mary screams

from beneath the ground

Dunwich

The armpit of the world

Cold

It was written

on a tombstone

Worms

smeared on her face

Soil from a grave

The stares of a dead priest

makes her bleed from her eyes

Choking

on her own insides

If the gates of hell are left open,

it may be the end of humanity

The dead will rise up and take over

A corpse in the kitchen

Lying on the floor

Pour yourself a drink

Listen for the roar

A dead woman walking

Banging through the house

Mary screaming

The walls are bleeding

Funeral parlour

Home to empty graves

Loved ones arisen

waiting to play their deadly games

Scalped

The skin from the head

Torn

in the grip of the dead

Zombified priest

Gutted by a crucifix

Bursts into flames

Ending the nightmare