Rise-Grave

Rise my trooprs rise again Full of hope for another feast Centuries has passed since you last Tasted the sweet blood of the living Better beware when daylight breaks The spell of killing spree is reversed So take your pick there is plenty for all For one night we rule their domain Out of our coffins out of our homes We are driven by the instinct to feed Driven by the most basic need As the calls us we will rise Rise from your tombs Into the night As black as your hearts And now that you're back Back from the grave You wont be saved Born a saint died in sin So the holy one won't let us in Soon to come our final feast As our master calls the angels weep Rise from your tombs Into the night As black as your hearts And now that you're back Back from the grave You wont be saved Soon another night has passed by And our troops have grown stronger again From the blood of the fortunate ones That now join us eternally