Mass Of The Dead

In the graveyard, far and abandoned
Fallen priest begins his sermon
Black magic conjuration
To summon the army of undead

In the blackest night
Dead shall arise
Troops of revenge
Mass of the dead

Decomposing bodies awakening
As they hear the chants of the possessed
Terror fills the land unexpecting
The nightmare has just begun

In the blackest night
Dead shall arise
Troops of revenge
Mass of the dead

Hordes of doom hunting the living
Frightened crowd can´t escape
The one who knows the sacred liturgy
Has the power over your life