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