We are awaiting for the horns, of the apocalypse to sound
We are the fallen and demised
Once we failed to live our lives and died
The second coming is close, the dead will rise

The end of days is drawing close
Apocalypse is here

Souls are roaming to the skies and below
Death is over we are going home

We rise again
We rise again
We rise again

Death will follow, for only those who live
We are hollow and have a chance to live

We rise again

Plague spreads around, silence the majority
Entombed people into holes six feet under from the light of day

The end of days is drawing close
Apocalypse is here

Souls are roaming to the skies and below
Death is over we are going home

The angels cry and its raining from the sky
We'll rise again
Forsaken souls will walk into this world

We rise again
We rise again
We rise again
We rise again