كلمات Haunting Season

In the witching hour the moon is up And lights the fields Hear the distant sound of the owls cry The night's surreal In this forgotten graveyard Where all forbidden things are Buried and hiding, waiting Headstones are slowly shaking The buried ones will now awake Resurrected from the dead The haunting season has begun The haunters horn calls shades of dogs The games afoot and now the haunt is on Resurrected from the dead The haunting season has begun The mortal fate to be ghostly prey There's no escape because the haunt is on They gather around and plan the haunt Until the end Make the people run, let them tired Ripped to shreads In this forgotten graveyard Where all forbidden things are Buried and hiding, waiting Headstones are slowly shaking The buried ones will now awake Resurrected from the dead The haunting season has begun The haunters horn calls shades of dogs The games afoot and now the haunt is on Resurrected from the dead The haunting season has begun The mortal fate to be ghostly prey There's no escape because the haunt is on