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When the dead leave their graves, you will beg for mercy

Their souls are forced to dwell in eternal torment

The night is here, where thousand cries fill the fiery air

Nowhere to run from the fangs of their decomposed claws

The rise of the living dead

Witness the demise of your soul

Tombstones are opened in the night

Beware of the undead's endless hunger

The earth spits out its sons and daughters, so be aware

Through the fog they are creeping up on the innocent

The night has grown alive, the next day will never come

Something eerie has entered the disillusional atmosphere

When the dead leave their graves, you will beg for mercy

Their souls are forced to dwell in eternal torment

The night is here, where thousand cries fill the fiery air

Nowhere to run from the fangs of their decomposed claws