I have seen the dead, lying in their bed
I have seen things I shouldn't see
I have felt the fear of the dangers here
And I'm trying to break myself free
Licked in a room in this misty tomb
I have felt the wrath of their grip
All the faces of man, look here in my hand
I have brought you tales of the crypt
The fires below have started to grow
And devil tries to escape
From below in hell he casts his spell
On the innocent men in the grave
Witches roam the earth from the birth
Warlocks celebrate death
I have seen the pain again and again
They will kill kill there's nobody left
Chorus:
I have watched them grow, and I know they're real
I have seen them kill, rape and steal
Fire in their (eyes/hands), blood on their lips
They bring a warning, tales from the crypt