how dark was the night when they were given new life on the eve of our impending doom the buried and forgotten molding and rotten began to stir in their tombs here in our darkest of hours prepare for the coming dread mindless walking things what horror do they bring now their eternal peace is denied the dearly departed are back where they started and everything s far from alright they have woken to devour and this world will run red the earth has now grown sour and it s spitting out the dead be warned be still now you can hear them stirring clawing at the ceilings of their graves they re here they re dead they re evil and they re hungry flesh and sinew and bone have all gone astray no pulse no brains now you can hear them digging corpses transformed into feral beasts no soul no hope no conscience in their bloodlust they ve only come here for one thing and that s to feast  the hordes of decay are crawling this way and they re pouring out into the streets the lifeless hollow shells are escaping their cells and they re dying for something to eat here in our darkest of hours prepare for the coming dread an army of death with their fetid breath and their skin dangling from their bones there is no escape from this most ghastly of fate for this is how we must atone they have woken to devour and this world will run red the earth has now grown sour and it s spitting out the dead be warned be still now you can hear them stirring clawing at the ceilings of their graves they re here they re dead they re evil and they re hungry flesh and sinew and bone have all gone astray no pulse no brains now you can hear them digging corpses transformed into feral beasts no soul no hope no conscience in their bloodlust they ve only come here for one thing and that s to feast the dead are awake there s no escape tombs asunder released from slumber peaceful silence turned to violence will this affliction be our downfall reanimation desecration death is no longer the be all end all insurrection resurrection and out of the mouth of hades they have crawled be warned be still now you can hear them stirring clawing at the ceilings of their graves they re here they re dead they re evil and they re hungry flesh and sinew and bone have all gone astray no pulse no brains now you can hear them digging corpses transformed into feral beasts no soul no hope no conscience in their bloodlust they ve only come here for one thing and that s to feast1