When there's no more room in hell
The dead will walk the earth
When there's no more room in hell
The dead will rise again
When there's no more room in hell
The dead will walk the earth
When there's no more room in hell
The dead will rise again
March forth, brothers of doom
Bring pain and fear to the living
Join us in death
Behind my eyes, no presence of mind
Thus it must be replaced
Feeding at twilight
Yet not dictated by the heavens
But by the condition of hell
The time has come:
Rise!
Feed!
Kill!
When there's no more room in hell
The dead will walk the earth
When there's no more room in hell
The dead will rise again
