R.I.P.

The screams and the dreams and the nightmares it seems
Are from Hell
Things lurk in the churchyard and rise from the soil
Those who dwell
They come from a cult of evil and bad
No relent
To search for the body they seek there that night
Whose consent
Grave snatchers, church gate-crashers
Messing with the sacred way
Grave snatchers, church gate-crashers
Searching out bodies for prey
The corpse it is taken to
Satanist's
Hill For its fate
Where hundreds of demons and creatures from
Hell There do wait
Its heart does not beat but its body is given to
Hell The air it is silent and all that you hear is his bell
Grave snatchers, church gate-crashers
Lucifer drives in today
Grave snatchers, church gate-crashers
Leaving a hole where he lay
With many strange ways here on this earth
I fear For many a soul that rests in the church
It is clear
Although they are dead and cannot move
They can't rest
For when darkness falls, the snatchers from
Hell They do quest
Grave snatchers, church gate-crashers
Messing with the sacred way
Grave snatchers, church gate-crashers
Searching out bodies for prey
Grave snatchers, church gate-crashers
Lucifer drives in today
Grave snatchers, church gate-crashers
Leaving a hole where he lay