Haunted Lyrics - Into The Grave - Grave

Season of the undead nears 

lying waiting the rite 

spiritual visions appear 

to fulfill the prophecy 

These walls stained 

by blood of immortality 

haunted through centiries 

by souls of morality 

Laid down to rest 

in unholy ground 

ancient creation man 

supposed to never appear. 

These walls stained 

by blood of immortality 

haunted through centiries 

by souls of morality 

Season of the undead nears 

lying waiting the rite 

spiritual visions appear 

to fulfill the prophecy 

These walls stained 

by blood of immortality 

haunted through centiries 

by souls of morality