Beware the Dead
My mistress of torment
Will surely haunt my trail
The eternal waiting
For our lives to fail
Live down here
Under the land of goddes acre
Rot in grave
Under field of holy maker
Dig deep down
In the place long lost - forsaken
Find a person
That resembles your creator
Holy blood will fall!
The stairs that led me down
Into the crypts of unknown man
Are covered with cobwebs
They scare the men from land!
The corridors are empty
The walls are sweating blood
That didn't see the daylight
From the time it had been bound
It's connected to my body
"Oh god it hurts so bad"
It rips my veins wide open
Puts spikes in my own bed
And I still won't realize
How I ended up so wrong
The chains that hold me tight
In the place that I belong
Die! Fog has fallen on the long lost acre
And the Dead will crawl on the land
Hide into your apocalypse bunkers and then
You shall beware the dead!
I followed right hand path
And I Followed liquid death
And I saw it's soul rot deep inside
I cannot run
I cannot hide
I wish i would have sacrificed
One soul instead of mine
I see it how this cycle works
My life beneath the vine
Die!
Fog has fallen on the long lost acre
And the dead will crawl on the land
Hide into your apocalypse bunkers and then
You shall beware the dead!
Die by the fate of frontal attack
My mistress of torment
Will surely die too late
Will surely haunt my trail
The eternal waiting
For our lives to fail
Live down here
Under the land of goddes acre
Rot in grave
Under field of holy maker
Dig deep down
In the place long lost - forsaken
Find a person
That resembles your creator
Holy blood will fall!
The stairs that led me down
Into the crypts of unknown man
Are covered with cobwebs
They scare the men from land!
The corridors are empty
The walls are sweating blood
That didn't see the daylight
From the time it had been bound
It's connected to my body
"Oh god it hurts so bad"
It rips my veins wide open
Puts spikes in my own bed
And I still won't realize
How I ended up so wrong
The chains that hold me tight
In the place that I belong
Die! Fog has fallen on the long lost acre
And the Dead will crawl on the land
Hide into your apocalypse bunkers and then
You shall beware the dead!
I followed right hand path
And I Followed liquid death
And I saw it's soul rot deep inside
I cannot run
I cannot hide
I wish i would have sacrificed
One soul instead of mine
I see it how this cycle works
My life beneath the vine
Die!
Fog has fallen on the long lost acre
And the dead will crawl on the land
Hide into your apocalypse bunkers and then
You shall beware the dead!
Die by the fate of frontal attack
My mistress of torment
Will surely die too late
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Writer(s): Marian Fila
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