Walking Dead Lyrics - Saint Vitus

The Walking Dead 

(Chandler) 

close your eyes 

wait for them 

excorcise 

evil whims 

walking dead 

have no soul 

when you touch them 

feels so cold 

hold your breath baby 

we're roaming here tonight" 

the thirteenth of november 

a haunted friday night 

the graveyard gates swing open 

crypts all spring to life 

rotting hands dig upward 

searching for moonlight 

the fog rolls in so thickly 

it creeps into your mind 

frozen winds of winter 

pound like an icy hand 

morbid lifeless armies 

devour all they can 

nightmares you once feared 

aren't nightmares anymore 

plunge the knife into your chest 

and join the hungry horde 

nightmares you once feared 

aren't nightmares anymore 

frozen winds of winter 

taught you the final score 

the thirteenth of november 

the fog rolls in on time 

you and your friends shall rise 

and join the feast tonight