Living Dead Lyrics - Bella Morte

Like the living dead crawl through the soil 

To shake the death from weary souls 

Twilight cries as the sin within beats like 

A cold heart dying 

The living cringe as the end begins 

And the outdside air smells like a tomb 

The graveyard earth is thrown aside 

As futures crumble 

Let the rain begin 

The chaos calls through their broken, vacant eyes 

Our lives are lost 

Let the rain begin 

The ending sits as a king of rest and pain 

As lives are lost within the end 

Like the walking dead the move through the streets 

To shake the hope from fallen dreams 

Angels scream as the walls collapse to bury 

Unlived lifetimes