Pagan Altar - March Of The Dead | Текст песни

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Hooded figures dressed in black, drifting through the night
Chanting softly moving slowly bathed in moonlight
Arms outstretched with fingers groping, walking all in line
From gaping coffins emerge these shadows, awakened for all time
Witches and Warlocks rising from the grave
Vampires and sorcerers, from a bygone age

Up in front the awesome creature marching at their head
Satan beckons ever onward his army of undead
Charred limbs heave their mindless bodies through the mists of time
Sightless sockets follow blindly their leaders pointing arm
Burning and torture these beings had endured
Drowning and stoning for reasons now obscure

From every graveyard pour the hordes to strike before dawn
A thousand years of deaths carnage gathered fore the morn
Their vengeance turned against mankind's unsuspecting head
There's no defence, there's no escape, you cannot kill the dead

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