Broken Gravestones - Let Sleeping Corpses Lie

The dead are twitching
Twisting in their graves

The dead are stirring
Something is making them move

The dead are hungry
With a taste for human flesh

The dead are waking
Contorting in their tombs

The dead are rising
Out of their crypts
Putrid cadavers
Reeking of rot

Roooooooottttt!!

Something is making the dead arise!
It's not...letting sleeping corpses lie!
Something is making the dead arise!
It's not...letting sleeping corpses - lie!

Let Sleeping Corpses Lie
Let them rot in the ground!
Let Sleeping Corpses Lie
Let 'em rot!

Something is making the dead arise!
It's not...letting sleeping corpses lie!
Something is making the dead arise!
It's not...letting sleeping corpses - lie!

When you hear them moaning
You know they've found you
They're right outside the door

Soon their numbers will grow
And when they break in
You run for the second - floor!!

They can smell your brains
As your screams - draws them near!

It's your flesh that they crave
But you won't go out like this
You grab the gun at your side
And send these fuckers
Back to the - grave!

Back to the grave
Back to the grave!
Back to the
Grrrrraaaavvvveeeee!

Let Sleeping Corpses Lie
Let them rot in the ground!
Let Sleeping Corpses Lie
Let 'em rot!

Something is making the dead arise!
It's not...letting sleeping corpses lie!
Something is making the dead arise!
It's not...letting sleeping corpses lie!

The dead are walking
A bunch of shambling zombies

The dead are advancing
Making their way into the streets

The dead are coming
Lock up your windows and doors

The dead are here
Foul rancid creatures of gore!