Exhume Lyrics

As the cloud comes down and the dead rise up

And the bats on the right

Your time is up

You're feeling down

This'll pick you up

Drink deep this wine from a mortal cup

Lover's deceased

The dance macabre

A fetish breaths on your funeral garb

The rain comes down

Your soul flies free on this midnight

Make love to me

I'll never leave you again



I'll never let you leave again

Love me

As time moves on

We grow apart

You can try to run

But you won't get far

I'm in your mind

I'm in your soul

Like a bat without a cave

You are not whole

The cutting rain runs down your spine

Your head will spin like you're drunk on wine

The touch of skin

The taste of sweat

A lust for blood you're gettng wet love me