The Netherworld - Creature Feature

How dark was the night

When they were given new life

On the eve of our impending doom?

The buried and forgotten

Molding and rotten

Began to stir in their tombs

Here in our darkest of hours

Prepare for the coming dread

Mindless walking things

What horror do they bring

Now their eternal peace is denied

The dearly departed

Are back where they started

And everything’s far from alright

They have woken to devour

And this world will run red

The earth has now grown sour

And it’s spitting out the dead

Be warned, be still

Now you can hear them stirring

Clawing at the ceilings of their graves

They’re here, they’re dead

They’re evil and they’re hungry

Flesh and sinew and bone have all gone astray

No pulse, no brains

Now you can hear them digging

Corpses transformed into feral beasts

No soul, no hope

No conscience in their bloodlust

They’ve only come here for one thing and that’s to feast

The hordes of decay

Are crawling this way

And they’re pouring out into the streets

The lifeless hollow shells

Are escaping their cells

And they’re dying for something to eat

Here in our darkest of hours

Prepare for the coming dread

An army of death

With their fetid breath

And their skin dangling from their bones

There is no escape

From this most ghastly of fate

For this is how we must atone

They have woken to devour

And this world will run red

The earth has now grown sour

And it’s spitting out the dead

Be warned, be still

Now you can hear them stirring

Clawing at the ceilings of their graves

They’re here, they’re dead

They’re evil and they’re hungry

Flesh and sinew and bone have all gone astray

No pulse, no brains

Now you can hear them digging

Corpses transformed into feral beasts

No soul, no hope

No conscience in their bloodlust

They’ve only come here for one thing and that’s to feast

The dead are awake

There’s no escape

Tombs asunder

Released from slumber

Peaceful silence

Turned to violence

Will this affliction

Be our downfall

Reanimation desecration

Death is no longer

The be all end all

Insurrection resurrection

And out of the mouth of Hades

They have crawled

Be warned, be still

Now you can hear them stirring

Clawing at the ceilings of their graves

They’re here, they’re dead

They’re evil and they’re hungry

Flesh and sinew and bone have all gone astray

No pulse, no brains

Now you can hear them digging

Corpses transformed into feral beasts

No soul, no hope

No conscience in their bloodlust

They’ve only come here for one thing and that’s to feast