Abysmal Grief

Creatures From The Grave

Abysmal Grief


The time has come 
Some shapes loom up in the Darkness 
The graveyard rises again... 
The dirges of the wolves resound so 
sinister 
A mystic fog awakes the Dead 
The stillness of the tombstones 
Is broken by a breath 
The night of the resurrected Dead 

Oh no, no, don't try to escape your 
ruthless Fate 
They are the obscure silent grim 
Creatures from the Grave 

I hear They're coming to get you 
Blind eyes that point at you! 
They're rising to get you 
Look out, 'cause They'll come very 
soon... 

The moon is quickly faded 
The earth now smells of Death 
The tombstones move, grim creatures live 
again... 

I hear They're coming to get you 
Blind eyes that point at you! 
They're rising to get you 
Look out, 'cause They'll come very 
soon... 

Oh no, no, don't try to escape your 
ruthless Fate 
They are the obscure silent grim 
Creatures from the Grave