Bella Morte
Dead Will Walk
Graves, another empty grave, the dead
rose up and made their way
Into the waking world
Dead, another undead dead, stumbles
through the foggy streets
Toward the human screams
And I feel there
Graves, another empty grave, the dead
rose up and made their way
Into the waking world
Dead, another undead dead, stumbles
through the foggy streets
Toward the human screams
And I feel there