Infected creatures spawn from the graves 
Crawling lifeless they need to feed 
The smell of corpse drives their minds insane 
Defilement of graves nocturnal feast in blood 

THEY WILL RISE 

Beneath the buried secrets will reveal 
Dark incantations of the cannibal art 
They vomit entrails over those once dead 
Those fallen from grace buried to die 

THEY WILL RISE 

The buried will rise 
Through the testimonies of time 
final breath of hate 
Unleash the undead force 

Forgotten powers of the darker art appear 
Chambers sealed opens up with blood 
Curses never told with human tongues 
final desecraton of their legacy 

THEY WILL RISE 

The buried will rise 
Through the testimonies of time 
final breath of hate 
Unleash the undead force