Saint Vitus - Walking Dead lyrics

The Walking Dead (Chandler) close your eyes wait for them excorcise evil whims walking dead have no soul when you touch them feels so cold hold your breath baby we're roaming here tonight" the thirteenth of november a haunted friday night the graveyard gates swing open crypts all spring to life rotting hands dig upward searching for moonlight the fog rolls in so thickly it creeps into your mind frozen winds of winter pound like an icy hand morbid lifeless armies devour all they can nightmares you once feared aren't nightmares anymore plunge the knife into your chest and join the hungry horde nightmares you once feared aren't nightmares anymore frozen winds of winter taught you the final score the thirteenth of november the fog rolls in on time you and your friends shall rise and join the feast tonight