AN EVIL SEEPING THROUGH THE SOIL, AS DEATH DESCENDS WITHIN THE MIST
A SHROUD OF DARKNESS COVERS ALL, THE GRIP OF WINTER MAKES A FIST
A HOWLING RISES WITH THE MOON, THE MIDNIGHT HOUR COMES AROUND
MACABRE SHADOWS FROM THE TOMBS, UNHOLY BURIAL GROUND
WITH OUR FROZEN BREATH, HEAR US CALLING
WE HAVE CHOSEN DEATH, GRAVEYARD CRAWLING
AN EMPTY SKULL BEHIND THE EYES, WHERE THERE'S RHYME OR REASON
AND NOW THE DEAD BEGIN TO RISE, FROM THIS MAUSOLEUM
BORN TO A PACK OF RABID WOLVES
RAISED ON THE SOUND OF CLOVEN HOOVES
WE ARE A NIGHTMARE COMING FLESH
WE ARE THE LEGIONS OF UNDEAD
WE FEED THE HORRORS THAT YOU DREAD
WE BREED THE MONSTERS IN YOUR HEAD
BLOOD LUST OF VAMPIRE BATS
WE ARE THE CEMETARY RATS
WE KNOW THE NIGHT IS ALWAYS DARKEST, BEFORE THE DAWNING OF THE DEAD
AND AS THE SUN BEGINS TO RISE, THE SKIES ABOVE US BLOOD RED
THE SEVENTH CIRCLE SPITS US BACK AND WE ASCEND OUR SACRED THRONES
THROUGH THE GATES OF HELL, TO TRANSCEND THIS SEA OF BONES
WITH OUR FROZEN BREATH, HEAR US CALLING
WE HAVE CHOSEN DEATH, GRAVEYARD CRAWLING
WE ARE A LOST SOCIETY, THE FREAKS AND FOOLS ENCAPTURED
BUT ARE WE DEAD OR ARE WE FREE AS WE EMBRACE THE RAPTURE
BORN TO A PACK OF RABID WOLVES
RAISED ON THE SOUND OF CLOVEN HOOVES
WE ARE A NIGHTMARE COMING FLESH
WE ARE THE LEGIONS OF UNDEAD
WE FEED THE HORRORS THAT YOU DREAD
WE BREED THE MONSTERS IN YOUR HEAD
BLOOD LUST OF VAMPIRE BATS
WE ARE THE CEMETARY RATS
FOREVER LAID TO REST
RETURNED TO MOTHER EARTH
DEPARTED MORTAL COIL
AND FED BACK TO THE WORMS
TO RISE AGAIN SOMEDAY
AND TAKE THE KINGDOM BACK
DECAYING BUT REBORN
WE ARE THE CEMETARY RATS"
Cemetary Rats Video (MV)
Performed By: Orange Goblin
Language: English
Length: 5:57
Written by: Joe Hoare, Harry Armstrong, Chris Turner, Ben Ward
Orange Goblin - Cemetary Rats Lyrics
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English
AN EVIL SEEPING THROUGH THE SOIL, AS DEATH DESCENDS WITHIN THE MIST
A SHROUD OF DARKNESS COVERS ALL, THE GRIP OF WINTER MAKES A FIST
A HOWLING RISES WITH THE MOON, THE MIDNIGHT HOUR COMES AROUND
MACABRE SHADOWS FROM THE TOMBS, UNHOLY BURIAL GROUND
WITH OUR FROZEN BREATH, HEAR US CALLING
WE HAVE CHOSEN DEATH, GRAVEYARD CRAWLING
AN EMPTY SKULL BEHIND THE EYES, WHERE THERE'S RHYME OR REASON
AND NOW THE DEAD BEGIN TO RISE, FROM THIS MAUSOLEUM
BORN TO A PACK OF RABID WOLVES
RAISED ON THE SOUND OF CLOVEN HOOVES
WE ARE A NIGHTMARE COMING FLESH
WE ARE THE LEGIONS OF UNDEAD
WE FEED THE HORRORS THAT YOU DREAD
WE BREED THE MONSTERS IN YOUR HEAD
BLOOD LUST OF VAMPIRE BATS
WE ARE THE CEMETARY RATS
WE KNOW THE NIGHT IS ALWAYS DARKEST, BEFORE THE DAWNING OF THE DEAD
AND AS THE SUN BEGINS TO RISE, THE SKIES ABOVE US BLOOD RED
THE SEVENTH CIRCLE SPITS US BACK AND WE ASCEND OUR SACRED THRONES
THROUGH THE GATES OF HELL, TO TRANSCEND THIS SEA OF BONES
WITH OUR FROZEN BREATH, HEAR US CALLING
WE HAVE CHOSEN DEATH, GRAVEYARD CRAWLING
WE ARE A LOST SOCIETY, THE FREAKS AND FOOLS ENCAPTURED
BUT ARE WE DEAD OR ARE WE FREE AS WE EMBRACE THE RAPTURE
BORN TO A PACK OF RABID WOLVES
RAISED ON THE SOUND OF CLOVEN HOOVES
WE ARE A NIGHTMARE COMING FLESH
WE ARE THE LEGIONS OF UNDEAD
WE FEED THE HORRORS THAT YOU DREAD
WE BREED THE MONSTERS IN YOUR HEAD
BLOOD LUST OF VAMPIRE BATS
WE ARE THE CEMETARY RATS
FOREVER LAID TO REST
RETURNED TO MOTHER EARTH
DEPARTED MORTAL COIL
AND FED BACK TO THE WORMS
TO RISE AGAIN SOMEDAY
AND TAKE THE KINGDOM BACK
DECAYING BUT REBORN
WE ARE THE CEMETARY RATS"
A SHROUD OF DARKNESS COVERS ALL, THE GRIP OF WINTER MAKES A FIST
A HOWLING RISES WITH THE MOON, THE MIDNIGHT HOUR COMES AROUND
MACABRE SHADOWS FROM THE TOMBS, UNHOLY BURIAL GROUND
WITH OUR FROZEN BREATH, HEAR US CALLING
WE HAVE CHOSEN DEATH, GRAVEYARD CRAWLING
AN EMPTY SKULL BEHIND THE EYES, WHERE THERE'S RHYME OR REASON
AND NOW THE DEAD BEGIN TO RISE, FROM THIS MAUSOLEUM
BORN TO A PACK OF RABID WOLVES
RAISED ON THE SOUND OF CLOVEN HOOVES
WE ARE A NIGHTMARE COMING FLESH
WE ARE THE LEGIONS OF UNDEAD
WE FEED THE HORRORS THAT YOU DREAD
WE BREED THE MONSTERS IN YOUR HEAD
BLOOD LUST OF VAMPIRE BATS
WE ARE THE CEMETARY RATS
WE KNOW THE NIGHT IS ALWAYS DARKEST, BEFORE THE DAWNING OF THE DEAD
AND AS THE SUN BEGINS TO RISE, THE SKIES ABOVE US BLOOD RED
THE SEVENTH CIRCLE SPITS US BACK AND WE ASCEND OUR SACRED THRONES
THROUGH THE GATES OF HELL, TO TRANSCEND THIS SEA OF BONES
WITH OUR FROZEN BREATH, HEAR US CALLING
WE HAVE CHOSEN DEATH, GRAVEYARD CRAWLING
WE ARE A LOST SOCIETY, THE FREAKS AND FOOLS ENCAPTURED
BUT ARE WE DEAD OR ARE WE FREE AS WE EMBRACE THE RAPTURE
BORN TO A PACK OF RABID WOLVES
RAISED ON THE SOUND OF CLOVEN HOOVES
WE ARE A NIGHTMARE COMING FLESH
WE ARE THE LEGIONS OF UNDEAD
WE FEED THE HORRORS THAT YOU DREAD
WE BREED THE MONSTERS IN YOUR HEAD
BLOOD LUST OF VAMPIRE BATS
WE ARE THE CEMETARY RATS
FOREVER LAID TO REST
RETURNED TO MOTHER EARTH
DEPARTED MORTAL COIL
AND FED BACK TO THE WORMS
TO RISE AGAIN SOMEDAY
AND TAKE THE KINGDOM BACK
DECAYING BUT REBORN
WE ARE THE CEMETARY RATS"
Writer: Joe Hoare, Harry Armstrong, Chris Turner, Ben Ward
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management