Grave - Haunted lyrics

Season of the undead nears

lying waiting the rite

spiritual visions appear

to fulfill the prophecy

These walls stained

by blood of immortality

haunted through centiries

by souls of morality

Laid down to rest

in unholy ground

ancient creation man

supposed to never appear.

These walls stained

by blood of immortality

haunted through centiries

by souls of morality

Season of the undead nears

lying waiting the rite

spiritual visions appear

to fulfill the prophecy

These walls stained

by blood of immortality

haunted through centiries

by souls of morality