Ex-mørtis Songtext
Well goddamn!
Deep, deep down the forest
A resurrection awaits
May God have fucking mercy
When these five poor fools press play
On a tape that's draped in dread
Can you hear the evil dead singing?
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
Deep, deep down the forest
A resurrection awaits
May God have fucking mercy
When these five poor fools press play
On a tape that's draped in dread
Can you hear the evil dead singing?
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
Well goddamn!
Deep, deep down in the cellar
Feel your spirit disengage
May God have fucking mercy
Cause you'll just have to turn a page
With the woods all splatterеd red
Can you hear the еvil dead singing?
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
So go go go, don't wave goodbye
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die
From way below, way below, way below
So cross the Book of The Dead off your reading list
(Necronomicon)
Ex-Mortis
Join the army of darkness
Don't resist
(Necronomicon)
Ex-Mortis
Now you'll choke on your words
"Swallow this"
"Groovy"
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
So go go go, don't wave goodbye
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die
From way below, way below, way below
From way below, way below, way below
Well goddamn!
Deep, deep down in the cellar
Feel your spirit disengage
May God have fucking mercy
Cause you'll just have to turn a page
With the woods all splatterеd red
Can you hear the еvil dead singing?
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
So go go go, don't wave goodbye
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die
From way below, way below, way below
So cross the Book of The Dead off your reading list
(Necronomicon)
Ex-Mortis
Join the army of darkness
Don't resist
(Necronomicon)
Ex-Mortis
Now you'll choke on your words
"Swallow this"
"Groovy"
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
So go go go, don't wave goodbye
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die
From way below, way below, way below
