Evile Enter The Grave
Craving screams to satisfy
Feel the need within
Thrill of the hunt, thrill of the kill
Roam the night again
Mists of dark, he leaves his mark
A life is his tonight
Live for death, kill for life
Insanity brings them down
Violent premonitions of the death
Butchered and maimed
Enter the grave
The hunt begins, for end to a life
To bury in shallow earth
Knife in hand, cut the throat
Bleed the victim dry
Lifeless eyes, stare through the soil
Into the killers
Soul
The gathered dead, prey on his mind
Should the death be his own
Violent premonitions of the death
Butchered and maimed
Enter the grave
The craving scream is satisfied
But the hunt begins again
Voices rage, souls unrest
The killing need consumes
Mists of dark, he leaves his mark
A life is his tonight
Live for death, kill for life
Insanity brings them down
Violent premonitions of the death
Butchered and maimed
Enter the grave
