The Cemetery Horrors - Entrails

In the black cloak of night they arrive

A secret coven, a congregation of the dead

Born from the dark that keeps the alive

Why they’re summoned remains unsaid

Into the darkness

Where light does not reach

A thick fog is coming near

Only the eerie moonlight the beseech

Born from evil, born without fear

Voices from the grave

Shadows from beyond

Rise from beneath

To terrify the night

Voices from the grave — the cemetery horrors

Shadows from beyond — the cemetery mist

Rise from beneath — the cemetery horrors

To terrify the night — the cemetery fright

Graves dug up, caskets unveiled

The dead is awakened on this night

From their mouths, evil is exhaled

A shapeless essence, a wretched fright

The souls of the dead are gathering here

Entwined in a vortex of screams

Lurking now beyond death, beyond fear

Nothing is what it seems