كلمات Morbid Souls

Morbid souls Wretched souls The undead they wander...wearily Over the landscape Midnight, the time that consumes The body in a hot sweat Fear lurks in the darkness Giving warning to the restless ones Tearing flesh, licking blood The end approaches Hunger of the night has claimed Another... Lying in the dirt Thoughts of death enter the mind Yet death, will never give the answer Anguish and depravity are all that is known