Lyrics: Evil Presly

Over head now
Crimson light
Rising the dead how
Walking dead
Can you feel their pain
Of arteries and now working veins
Can you feel their pain
Tell me can you feel their sorrow
They are the love ones gone
Wont be here tomorrow
Oh lord please
What did I do to deserve this
I'm a loved one gone
Never ever to be heard from

 
 

 

 

 
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