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...)