Orloff piosenki

Gravedigger, dead eyes Open wide, staring cold It's lonely in the grave Candles lit, her body lay the graverobber hammering the coffin lid The dead woman's eyes stared him through Buried cemetery The ghost would soon return with ice cold fingers...

The chimes of mourning remind you that you're dead Rotting away slowly into the ground you walk Undead being, zombified and decomposing Cast out from existence to forever crumble away Cobwebbed and Decayed A shambling relic of putrid remains Cobwe...

At midnight under a full moon red as spilled blood, Unto a cemetery moldering amidst deconsecration, A mysterious cult of worshippers have assembled. They would witness returned the horror of horrors ... The ghastly fiend of the charnel house ... Orloff !...

Beheaded warlock from the past Rising up from your dreadful coffin From the seance you are reborn Vengeful curse spreads across the land Bloody drinking sorcerer from beyond Nefarious deeds of the damned Sacrifices for the medieval murderess Black magi...

You hear something in your cellar Feral pacing, a decaying dweller You count each step as he creeps up the stairs You gasp in horror at what's standing there Rotted face, teeth exposed One eye dangling, a missing nose Shredded skin hanging off bones...

I, Ronald Wyatt, am a collector of darkest curiosa. But it is that master of the macabre I do worship ... Father of the Raven and Lord of the Worm ... POE. But it is to Canning whom I must bow with utter envy. Before his treasures of Poe's immortal terrors...

Dr. Phibes back from the dead for revenge With nine diabolical curses he will kill! Bees, bats, beasts, blood Frogs, hail, locusts, darkness... Death! Biblical plagues blanket the victims Dr. Phibes plays his organ in victory! 

Spirits of the damned, assemble on this night apparitions among the graveyard skies Fiendish souls who brought death in life their emanations reek of sin Paralyzed Entities Frozen evil is hell on earth Paralyzed Entities Contain ungodly souls for all...

Vast swamps and soggy meadows Black water pools and gnarled trees Twisted, dead branches Like hands of a hag Out of the boiling mud Night creatures crawl from the muck Only on the blackest nights... The wind blows out your lantern Dark figures...

A mournful man lives alone with his memories A reclusive soul, he wants nothing but peace But the greedy ones want him out of their sight They plan his demise on a blackened night His humble abode, to them, a disgrace They don't care about the sadness he...

Christopher Maitland, scholar of the morbid and macabre. A collector of darkest curiosity, his appetite insatiable. To him is ushered the Unknown in strange white bone ... The skull of that Marquis, savage and hateful ... DeSade! Too familiar and affeared,...

Hail all servants of the tomb Rise to meet your demise The master shall reign on this night His name shall never be revealed The Hour of death is at hand All who fear shall die first The coffin shatters open at midnight Things will never be the s...