Funeral Browning
(ahhhhh...) (hahaha...) Creeping out the dark with a blade in the hand
(watch your back) Shadows on the wall of a cold desolate land
(ha-ha) Step into the chapel where the red lights glow Underneath the
floor where the cold winds blow
When the clock strikes twelve you will fall to your knees (to
your knees!) Hear the final whisper rolling through the trees (ahhhh)
Down in the dirt where the dark things dwell!
(down in the dirt!) Ring the chapel bell,
send them straight to hell!
(straight to hell!) No escape from the dark,
no place to run!
(nowhere!) What is done in the dark is never undone!
Walking through the fog with a pale cold face (cold face) Leaving
not a single clue,
leaving not a trace
(no trace)
Clock is ticking down,
yeah your time is running thin Knocking on the wood,
let the nightmare begin (hahahaha) (shhhh...)
(hear them crying...)
Down in the dirt where the dark things dwell!
(down in the dirt!) Ring the chapel bell,
send them straight to hell!
(straight to hell!) No escape from the dark,
no place to run!
(nowhere!) What is done in the dark is never undone!
(hahaha...) (it is finished...)