Necroaria

Out of the ground come the dead and decayed
From the flower filled garden where the coffins are laid
The grave soil damp of the mourner's tears
The night as cold as ice for a thousand years
A vampire legion of the catholic unblessed
Rising from the hole where they lie in rest

Children of the boneyard stones
Children of the boneyard stones
Children of the boneyard stones
Children of the boneyard stones

The plague filled pits spew the necromen
And the fallen whores of iniquitous den
The battle fields of a thousand wars
The fallen heroes, pus and sore
Starving babes starved of hope
The crow pecked thieves who hang on the rope

Children of the boneyard stones
Children of the boneyard stones
Children of the boneyard stones
Children of the boneyard stones