Phantasm The Dead Care Center
Bodies upon bodies pulled in this place No one seems to care how they've died There thrown into caskets and cremated to ash But now you'll see the way that they'll be There's someone who cares about the dead He walks so tall with eyes so red He'll rob the graves and mend the bodies Perfect their form prepared to storm He pump the fluid into their veins Evil source is all that remains The bodies now shrunken and filled with demise Again they live reborn to rise They follow his order to crush the living Bring back the death new life he's giving Adsorbed by death now nothing they fear Your time will come it's so near Ground is broken bodies gone To their savior work is done Now their life starts again Corrupt the world filled with sin Half the world is now dead Soon to become a world of dread The word is out people scared They now fight back the ones who cared The war is on the bash of blood Slaughter to slaughter they both stand strong Parts of bodies lay on the ground But the dead now gone no where around There's someone who cares about the dead He walks so tall with eyes so red He'll rob the graves and mend the bodies Perfect their form prepared to storm
