Out of the Tombs - Obscenity

Stormy night under a full moon

The wind lashes over the graves

The fog shrouds the cemetery

In the distance the church bell rings

The gravediggers appear in the darkness

Clattering of hooves approaches

The moon gives only dull light

The rain has broken up the ground

Piece by piece, exhumation

Out of the tombs

Well-fed, not decomposed

Put of the tombs

A disgusting smacking can be heard

Out of the tombs

Fresh blood runs from the lips

In the dark you can hear them whisper

Within the night they escape from the graves

Down in the tombs there’s something undead

Buried but still alive

Vampieries

Out of the tombs

They rise up form the dead

Out of the tombs

Withput a shadow they walk aroung

Out of the tombs

They come to take your life

In the dark you can hear them whisper

In the light of the moon, they disinter the caskets

They remove the coffin nails and open the lid

Bloodthirsty, bloodthirsty!

Do you feel his closeness?

His breath upon your skin?

His bloody kisses?

His teeth that pierce your milk white neck?

Risen up from the dead

Always on the hunt

Searching for a victim

A bite into your throat

Sucking out your blood

Caught defenselessly in the sleep

Do you feel his closeness?

The horror has a new name

Vampiries curse lies in the air

Many yearsdown in the graves

But they haven’t been rotten

The moon gives only dull light

The rain broken up the ground

Piece by piece, exhumation

Out of the tombs