A Ressurection of Screams

Whsipers in the breeze, A killer's confession
secrets left to rest in peace, with evidential questions
this cemetery speaks, of it's deadly possessions
on the highway to hell, in an unmarked grave
lies a lifeless body, not one soul could save
on this perilous journey, the dead are alive
creatures of the night, comin' for the last five
a horror film thats sure to bring fright
the ressurection of Screams echo through the night
chainsaws and grinding machines are turning
bodies in oasts cremating and burning
if this wasn't enough to bring a scare
the ressurection of screams you best beware
the cold silence tingles on your skin
the blood of a killer thirsts of sin
the graveyard is quieter than a mouse
enter if you dare into this haunted house
it's said in legends the floors will creek
and while your asleep spirits will weep
If you are still bold enough to enter
beware of the nails and jagged splinters
the floors are filled with bones of the dead
the ressurection of screams will fill your head
So take the time to trick or treat
and I hope the sound of screams you'll defeat