Haunted

Haunted - 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

Yeah

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

Hey