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HADES AND THE EVIL DEAD

"We are the things that were and shall be again! Aha hca ha! Spirits of the book! We want what is your; LIFE! Dead by dawn. Dead by dawn!"

The woods hold no horrors for me
As the fool moon lights the way
Clearing the fog for me to see
Those that read for us to slay

Who dares speak the words?
The Book of the Dead

Dead by Dawn
Dead by Dawn
SWALLOW YOUR SOUL
MOTHERFUCKER

Someone's in my fruit cellar
Someone with a fresh soul
We've pulled ourselves from the dirt
To drag you below
You thought this was a joke
Mad hysterics gone down
Bound by blood and dead by dawn
Tell me, who's laughing now?

A few small syllables brought us
To the forefront of your dreams
You can pray for your dust to dust
We laugh at your nightmare screams

Dead by Dawn
Dead by Dawn
SWALLOW YOUR SOUL
MOTHERFUCKER

Someone's in my fruit cellar
Someone with a fresh soul
We've pulled ourselves from the dirt
To drag you below
You thought this was a joke
Mad hysterics gone down
Bound by blood and dead by dawn
Tell me, who's laughing now?

lightning flashes and thunder rumbles
and the cemetery trembles

Klaatu!
Barada!
Nitko!

HAHA
HEHE
HOHO
HEEBIE
JEEBIE

Kunda ... Estrata ... Montose ... Conda

WE'LL SWALLOW YOUR FUCKING SOUL, BITCH- YEAH

Someone's in my fruit cellar
Someone with a fresh soul
We've pulled ourselves from the dirt
To drag you below
You thought this was a joke
Mad hysterics gone down
Bound by blood and dead by dawn
Tell me, who's laughing now?