Evil Dead
In the night
The forest hollow
The freezing moon
Screams in sorrow
The cloak of night
Soon devours
Deadites arise
Soil is sour
KLAATU BARADA NIKTO
You spoke the words
It has awakened
The book it speaks
Its pages tainted
Bound in flesh
Inked in blood
The depths of hell
In which its from
Writer/s: Buried Beneath Concrete