Songtext von Sleepwalkers

In nights cold and grim The graves open up Lifeless cadavers roam the earth To take their revenge Tormented souls without hope No possible escape A terrible fate they must lead But they do not complain The town sleeps most calmly Unknowing, full of bliss The room might reek of death Yet they sleep in peace Gasping for a final breath Awoken savagely Staring in death's cold eyes Torture and let bleed slowly These are the dead Arisen from eternal sleep They are the sleepwalkers Not a scream, not a sound Lungs ripped out of sleeping bodies The art of silent slaughter They want nothing, but to harm Get revenge on the human race For all its evils Torture and let bleed slowly These are the dead Arisen from eternal sleep They are the sleepwalkers As warm blood hits the ground Life leaves drop by drop Nothing left but an empty carcass To one day join the sleepwalkers Sleepwalkers of the night Eternal and forever there They will not stop killing Until we are theirs We are theirs We are theirs We are theirs We are theirs