Fear of the Living Dead - Grave Digger

Dark clouds upon the sky

Thousand souls are asking why

Tumbling around and screaming for vengeance

Endless dead life is their sentence

Crawling around sinful lust for flesh

With blood on their hands they start afresh

Heads exploding skulls fly high

Try to escape if you don’t wanna die

Shoot shoot killing’s for free

Die die how sweet they be

Blood spewing from their eyes

As you hear their evil cries

At night the living dead

Rise from their graves

They spit on your fate

Their only will is hate

At night the living dead

Spreading their fear

Don’t turn around and feel their breath

Your end is near

Fear of the living dead

Twisted and tortured the last command

Lost and ruined in this wide bleak land

Vengeful corpses try to survive

Their last destination is the next genocide

Pale and nasty they emerge out of the twilight

We shoulder our weapons and start to fight

We shoot our bullets into their heads

We killed them all the ground is blood red

Shoot shoot killing’s for free

Die die how sweet they be

Blood spewing from their eyes

As you hear their evil cries

At night the living dead

Rise from their graves

They spit on your fate

Their only will is hate

At night the living dead

Spreading their fear

Don’t turn around and feel their breath

Your end is near

Fear of the living dead

Fear of the living dead

At night the living dead

Rise from their graves

They spit on your fate

Their only will is hate

At night the living dead

Spreading their fear

Don’t turn around and feel their breath

Your end is near

Fear of the living dead

Fear of the living dead

Fear of the living dead