Ex-Mørtis

Well, goddamn! Deep, deep down the forest A resurrection awaits May God have fucking mercy When these five poor fools press play On a tape that's draped in dread Can you hear the evil dead singing? A cold wind blows as the angels cry The living will descend and the dead will rise From way below, way below, way below Well, goddamn! Deep, deep down in the cellar Feel your spirit disengage May God have fucking mercy 'Cause you'll just have to turn the page With the woods all splatterеd red Can you hear the еvil dead singing? A cold wind blows as the angels cry The living will descend and the dead will rise From way below, way below, way below So go go go, don't wave goodbye We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die From way below, way below, way below (The woods are alive!) So cross the Book of The Dead off your reading list (Necronomicon) Ex-Mortis Join the army of darkness Don't resist (Necronomicon) Ex-Mortis Now you'll choke on your words Swallow this Groovy A cold wind blows as the angels cry The living will descend and the dead will rise From way below, way below, way below So go go go, don't wave goodbye We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die From way below, way below, way below (Singing...) A cold wind blows as the angels cry The living will descend and the dead will rise From way below, way below, way below (So go go go, don't wave goodbye) (We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die) (From way below...)