Urðun - Horror Spawn

Walking in the cemetery,
Got a feeling something's not right.
Shivers down my spine,
Something's lurking in the night.
Bound in skin, book of the dead,
Inked in blood, the ancient scriptures read:

Walls will mend and bend in shapes of horror,
Trees of flesh with evertwisting
Branches point to the one entombed,
Where he resides lifeless, stiff and cold,
Maggot ridden to the core.

Evil eyes that glare at you so bright,
Frightened of the face so pale and white.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide,
the dead shall rise tonight.

Vapour creeping, Eerie howling.
Lunar eclipse, Zombies growling.

All hope is gone,
Nowhere to carry on.
From the horror spawn,
You're dead by dawn.

Evil eyes that glare at you so bright,
Frightened of the face so pale and white.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide,
The Evil dead shall rise.