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The Sun goes away You begin to pray Closing your doors and trembling in bed The Sun goes away You become the prey Closing your eyes and fearing the dead From their graves they are rising Seeking your soul From their coffins they are crawling And their blood is cold Their hands slide on you Your skin turns blue They dig their nails into your chest Their hands slide on you The legends were true Now close your eyes and join the dead From your grave you'll be rising Seeking their heat and their soul Into a ghoul you have been turned And your blood is cold Your priests are liars They fear the dead Letras de cancionesWalk with us on their homes Can you hear the demons? Calling for you Can you lead the legions? Calling for you Can you join the dead ones? They are waiting for you From Letras Mania