Shadows From The Past

The Other

Compositor: The Other

Dead…rising from the dead
Rising from the dead
Rising from the dead

They are the shadows from our dark and haunted past,
The sins of our fathers and the graves that
Weren't closed
These troubled times is when they return, packs are
Marching the streets and leading the dumb

An eternal night

Dead…rising from the dead
Rising from the dead
Rising from the dead

Have we exorcised our demons, have we really said the
Spell?
What did we do wrong, to conjur up this hell?
An evil in disguise is now taking control, rising here
From the east to paint the world brown

Dead, dead
They are the shadows from the past
An army rising from the graves