The Raise of the Dead

Wake the dead
And make him kille them all
Parasites!
Should i kill you all
They keep walking, they keel falling
Praying mercy for my anger
They just keep walking through hollow ways
They must pray ‘till dissapear...

We are the rejects, that’s what they say
So now i’ll pray: SATAN!!!
Feel, all my power stabbing you!
Coming on you!

Once again, consumed in fire
Through the ground, should I crawl
Sin involved, calling evil
Hearing voices from the graves
Now i’m waking ancient forces
Now it’s time to start a war...

We are the rejects, that’s what they say
So now i’ll pray: SATAN!!!
Feel, all my power stabbing you!
Coming on you!

WAR!!!