Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Waking the Dead , by - No Mercy. Song from the album Widespread Bloodshed / Love Runs Red, in the genre МеталRelease date: 26.03.2015
Record label: Suicidal
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Waking the Dead , by - No Mercy. Song from the album Widespread Bloodshed / Love Runs Red, in the genre МеталWaking the Dead |
| Kept in the guard of Mother Nature’s womb |
| Rest in the safety of their tomb |
| Sheltered by six feet of soil and rock |
| The spade is the key which their gate we’ll unlock |
| Why should they rest so peacefully |
| When we’re up above in pure misery |
| I don’t care that they already died |
| Well that’s not enough to make me satisfied |
| Waking the dead, waking the dead |
| Wake the dead, wake the dead |
| Waking the dead |
| Wait 'til the stroke of the midnight hour |
| Then we’ll set loose the darkest of power |
| Hell’s gates will open a new Judgement Day |
| Now is the time the dead will pay |
| Why should they rest so peacefully |
| When we’re up above in pure misery |
| I don’t care that they already died |
| Well that’s not enough to make me satisfied |
| Waking the dead, waking the dead |
| Wake the dead, wake the dead |
| Waking the dead |
| Tearing over tombstones, thunder blasts from the sky |
| Now we feel the tears that they cry |
| Mausoleums firebombed now rage in flame |
| When the dead come out, they’re bodies we’ll maim |
| (Rob) robbing their graves, stealing their bones |
| (Bang) banging our heads to their screams and their moans |
| (Fix) fixing the wounds even time cannot heal |
| (Soon) soon we will know how good it feels |
| Waking the dead, waking the dead |
| Wake the dead, wake the dead |
| Waking the dead |
| Hell’s gates open, earth trembles and shakes |
| Now their pardons are over, they pay for their mistakes |
| Purgatory hammers, they can do them no good |
| But did they really think that they would |
| (Rob) robbing their graves, stealing their bones |
| (Bang) banging our heads to their screams and their moans |
| (Fix) fixing the wounds even time cannot heal |
| (Soon) soon we will know how good it feels |
| (Waking the dead), you said that it couldn’t be |
| (Waking the dead), you said that we wouldn’t see |
| (Waking the dead), you said that it was all lies |
| (Waking the dead), now the dead stand before your own eyes |
| (Rob) robbing their graves, stealing their bones |
| (Bang) banging our heads to their screams and their moans |
| (Fix) fixing the wounds even time cannot heal |
| (Soon) soon we will know how good it feels |
| Waking the dead, waking the dead |
| Wake the dead, wake the dead |
| Waking the dead |
| This is not damnation or an act of God |
| Now the dead they rise, ripping through the sod |
| Purgatory has to wait, but how can this be |
| The dead are free, the dead are free |
| (Rob) robbing their graves, stealing their bones |
| (Bang) banging our heads to their screams and their moans |
| (Fix) fixing the wounds even time cannot heal |
| (Soon) soon we will know how good it feels |
| Silence is blaring, the earth opens wide |
| History repeats, reburied they die |
| Darkness descends through nature’s pores |
| Now returned to their sleep under earth basement floors |
| Now they rest, not so peacefully |
| As they’ve had a taste of our misery |
| I didn’t care that they’d already died |
| That wasn’t enough to make me satisfied |
| Waking the dead, waking the dead |
| Wake the dead, wake the dead |
| Waking the dead |
| Return back to their tombs, now they lay |
| This is no game for the novice to play |
| Repeat not the word lest ye be forewarned |
| The punishment of hell’s darkness and scorn |
| Repeat not a word of the sermon said |
| A prayer for the dead, don’t play with the dead |
| Don’t try to comprehend what’s going on |
| You can’t understand, please don’t understand |
| Waking The Dead, and we’ll be |
| Waking The Dead, alright now |
| Wake the dead, wake the dead |
| Waking the dead |
| Waking the dead, and we’ll be |
| Waking the dead, alright now, listen, hear |
| I said the words, what have I done |
| I thought it was cool, I thought it was fun |
| The words I say, they start to change |
| The syllables now rearranged |
| A language I can’t comprehend |
| I shut my mouth, it doesn’t end |
| The bowels of nature open wide |
| I cannot move, I cannot hide |
| I can’t believe the things I see |
| The dead are free, the dead are free |
| I close my eyes, pray it’s not real |
| The presence close, coldness I feel |
| What have I done, Lord please forgive |
| Once they died, but now they love |
| I wake the dead, I wake the dead |
| I wake the dead, I wake the dead |