Casket Road

Dirty leaves on a blood covered road

Nine doors down I've been told

Open graves for an evening fright

A gruesome sight on a Saturday night

Open graves for an evening fright

A gruesome sight on a Saturday night



See my skin rotting blue

Seven zombies are after you

Like you better without a head

You alway looked good dead in red



Pale white skin rising out of the grave (4x)



Dirty leaves on a zombie road

Nine lids close with green casket mold

Pale white skin made an eerie light

A gruesome sight for a Saturday night



Casket road they lie ahead

In their graves return of the dead

Casket road they lie ahead

In their graves return of the dead