Project Deadman - Day Of The Dead lyrics

They say that when there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth. This is the Day of the Dead Nuthin to fear but fear itself on the day of the dead They say there's no rest for the wicked it's the day of the dead They say that life is self inflicted on the day of the dead The devil disguised himself as God it's the day of the dead (Prozak) They slowly change we walk the earth in search of happiness Eternal bliss coincides with peace on earth and no conflicts Think about this life that you call hell and all those things it means Inside your mind is where you find them screams and broken dreams Blast rights tell all these people how you livin Call it Karma 10 fold some out to call it sinnin Despite your belief 3 sixes are the mark of the beast The dead increase Project Deadman walks among the deceased Bodies crawlin from mud victims tainted with blood Murder victims ressurected from shallow graves in the woods You thoughts you had it all figured out When you was young and though you'd never see the day that you faded out But it's apon us like prophecies of Nostradamus Truth hurts when it's on us d**h and disease is chronic Day of the dead bloodshed don't be misled Don't be afraid of the shadpw that's cast apon your d**h bed Nuthin to fear but your religion on the day of the dead Controls if you judge and then you burn it's the day of the dead The evil apon you is what you're preachin on the day of the dead The hatred towards others is what you're teachin it's the day of the dead (Prozak) Ravens circle above the sky turns green 45 seconds of life try to figure out what the f**k it means A fixiation of your soul emerged in misery Trying to find someone to blame for life's conspiracies Judgement wicked is apon us Judgement it is ahead Judgement it is the device that's built inside your head Self destruction or self afliction fact or fiction Emaculate conception or Chrtists crucifiction Your eyes bleed on bent knees you pray 2 roads collide like suicide the crossroads you lay Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Rest in Peace mother f**ker confession will make your soul crush Nuthin to fear but fear itself on the day of the dead They say there's no rest for the wicked it's the day of the dead They say that life is self inflicted on the day of the dead The devil disguised himself as God it's the day of the dead