Dia de los muerto
Dia de los muerto
Dia de los muerto
Dia de los muerto
Their mortal remains are brought back to life, just for one day and through the
night. Arising from the tomb they’re searching for you. The mist that surrounds
them is erie and gloom.
Dia de los muerto
Dia de los muerto
Dia de los muerto
Dia de los muerto
There’s a fear we all have inside.
Fear of demons in the night.
Every autumn there’s a day we all dread.
Oh it’s the day, the day of the dead.
A hallway of fear, a window of pain. Rotting corpses burst into flames.
Demons all around talking in my head. Someday soon, we’ll be better off dead.
Dia de los muerto
Dia de los muerto
Dia de los muerto
Dia de los muerto