The Dead Plague - Nunslaughter

Alone in the cemetery

Clouds in the sky

Darkness covers the grave

The moon is drawing high

Fog rolls in thick

The dead begin to rise

There is nothing but sin

The living will all die

The Dead Plague is death all around

Legions of hell rise from the ground

Trapped beyond hells gates

Surrounded by the dead

Legions of the damned

Their hunger must be fed

Refuge in the church

Crosses are burned

Once your in the mouth of death

There is no return