Lyrics The Undertaker -

The Undertaker

It is the midnight hour graveyard laying silent and dark
Funeral mist over tombes and stones
Moving in the shade of night is the clerk
With his twisted molesting need he will dig up the bones
The Undertaker, longing for the dead
The Undertaker, demons in his head
The Undertaker, moving the stones
The Undertaker, skulls and bones
The keys he has in his hands will open the chamber
The chamber of a 1000 voices
It is the midnight hour graves are open wide
Against the light of dawn clerk is moving fast
The skulls he has plundered is his love and pride
This romance with the dead will not be his last
The Undertaker, longing for the dead
The Undertaker, demons in his head
The Undertaker, moving the stones
The Undertaker, skulls and bones
The keys he has in his hands will open the chamber
The chamber of a 1000 voices
The Undertaker, longing for the dead
The Undertaker, demons in his head
The Undertaker, moving the stones
The Undertaker, skulls and bones
The keys he has in his hands will open the chamber
The chamber of a 1000 voices
Shadowlands
With the keys in his hands he will enter the domain of the dead