Howling moon and a rapid nightfall

Cold hard death and chanting spell

For the dead to be risen from their deep slumber

The grave shall be open to free who's under

We're the restless - and the Dead

Dead people walking thru the sanctuary

A scream comes from one of the graves still buried

The light in the window shows the priest has heard us

Alltolate for the tombs are now open and empty

We're the restless - and the Dead

Hunger - for the flesh of the people who are still alive

Open grave - the Dead will rise

Rise!

We're the restless - and the Dead