Moon Of The Dead

The dead shall walk when the Moon lights the Earth
And claim their dominion
Tear apart the souls
Put Man on the brink of extinction
Transcending through space and time
Open the portal to open the eyes of the wicked
Humanity will make a call for war
Victory will be denied
A mockery will be made of the flesh
Take this to the graves of the ones you fear and ask for forgiveness
For when the dust settles perhaps you will be spared