I don't even know why I made this in the first place. It's got nothing to do with what I should be doing. f**ing complete waste of time. Goin' in the bin.
You can hear us wake,
Rising from the grave,
Crawling through the dark,
The undead will stalk.
And eyes black as coal,
Will s** in your soul,
There is no escape;
Your life is ours to take.
(f**ing complete waste of time. Goin' in the bin.)
You can hear us wake,
Rising from the grave,
Crawling through the dark,
The undead will stalk.
And eyes black as coal,
Will s** in your soul,
There is no escape;
Your life is ours to take.