When there's no more room in hell The dead will walk the earth When there's no more room in hell The dead will rise again
When there's no more room in hell The dead will walk the earth When there's no more room in hell The dead will rise again
March forth, brothers of doom Bring pain and fear to the living Join us in death Behind my eyes, no presence of mind Thus it must be replaced Feeding at twilight Yet not dictated by the heavens But by the condition of hell The time has come:
Rise! Feed! Kill!
When there's no more room in hell The dead will walk the earth When there's no more room in hell The dead will rise again
