(Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da)
Well, God damn!
Deep, deep down in the forest
A resurrection awaits... (Ba-ba)
May God have fucking mercy
When these five poor fools press "Play"
On a tape that's draped in dread (Oh-oh)
Can you hear the evil dead singin':
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below?
(Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da)
Well, God damn!
Deep, deep down in the cellar
Feel your spirit disengage... (Ba-ba)
May God have fucking mercy
'Cause you just have to turn the page
With the woods all splattered red (Oh-oh)
[ Spencer Charnas, Charlie Scene]
Can you hear the evil dead singin':
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
(Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da)
So go, go, go, don't wave goodbye (Wave goodbye)
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die (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-Mørtis!)
And join the army of darkness
Don't resist
(Necronomicon)
(Ex-Mørtis!)
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
(Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da)
So go, go, go, don't wave goodbye (Wave goodbye)
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die (Dead don't die)
From way below, way below, way below
(Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da)
(Singin':)
A cold wind blows as the angels cry (Angels cry)
The living will descend and the dead will rise (Dead will rise)
From way below, way below, way below
(Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da)
So go, go, go, don't wave goodbye (Wave goodbye)
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die (Dead don't die)
From way below, way below, way below
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