The night, the day, the dawn of dead
Rising from the ground 
It's time to see the reckoning 
You never had it all this cash 
Or country of your own 
The land that feeds the rest alone 

When there's no room in hell 
The dead will walk the earth 

Just come alone and gather round 
Till your gonna shake up your aim 
Cause one day son, this will all be yours 
I'm sorry for this mess 

The night, the day, the dawn of dead
View them what you will 
A drop of blood could change it all 
And soon the day will come, my friend 
The time to hand it on 
So here's to solving our sickness 

When there's no room in hell 
The dead will walk the earth 

Just come alone and gather round 
Till your gonna shake up your aim 
Cause one day son, this will all be yours 
I'm sorry for this mess 

Just come and walk with the dead 
Dead 

Just come alone and gather round 
Till your gonna shake up your aim 
Cause one day son, this will all be yours 
I'm sorry for this mess