Gates Of Hell

A priest hung himself in a graveyard
Opening up the gates of hell
A young girl's trapped in her grave
She screams and claws but there's now way out

-Chorus-
When the moon turns red the dead shall arise
There's nowhere to run and there's nowhere to hide
You can't get away, there's no way out
There's no escape from the sacerdote of death

With his malevolent glance
Blood starts to drain out of her eyes
Puss and foam at the mouth
Disgorging the offal into her lap

-Repeat Chorus-

Now it is All-Saints day
The dead have returned, now you're gonna die
Soon you'll be sleeping with rats
They'll lap up the blood as it drains from your neck