Ex-Mørtis

Well, goddamn!

Deep, deep down the forest

A resurrection awaits

May God have fucking mercy

When these five poor fools press play

On a tape that's draped in dread

Can you hear the evil dead singing?

A cold wind blows as the angels cry

The living will descend and the dead will rise

From way below, way below, way below

Well, goddamn!

Deep, deep down in the cellar

Feel your spirit disengage

May God have fucking mercy

'Cause you'll just have to turn the page

With the woods all splatterеd red

Can you hear the еvil dead singing?

A cold wind blows as the angels cry

The living will descend and the dead will rise

From way below, way below, way below

So go go go, don't wave goodbye

We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die

From way below, way below, way below

(The woods are alive!)

So cross the Book of The Dead off your reading list

(Necronomicon)

Ex-Mortis

Join the army of darkness

Don't resist

(Necronomicon)

Ex-Mortis

Now you'll choke on your words

Swallow this

Groovy

A cold wind blows as the angels cry

The living will descend and the dead will rise

From way below, way below, way below

So go go go, don't wave goodbye

We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die

From way below, way below, way below

(Singing...)

A cold wind blows as the angels cry

The living will descend and the dead will rise

From way below, way below, way below

(So go go go, don't wave goodbye)

(We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die)

(From way below...)