The Graveyard

The graveyard of the dead The dirt coils and warms the bodies in the ground The tombstones stand above the ground Marking where the dead lay The grimm graveyard moans with despair The black metal gates shriek with horror As the wind screams as it dances around the tombs The graveyard of the dead appears deserted With evil trees that lurk in the shadow The wind whispers rumors of the graveyard Where darkness and death had conquered light and birth The grimm graveyard moans with despair The black metal gates shriek in horror As the wind screams as it dances around the tombs The graveyard of the dead, Awakes the corpses from the ground The corpses, risen from the ground, cold and grotesque trudge to the trees that are begging for water And shamble past the haunted trees The grimm graveyard moans with despair The black metal gates shriek with horror As the wind screams as it dances around the tombs.