After Sundown

After Sundown in the Texas sky
Crimson colors turn into night
Like a curtain, nightime falls
Through the silence a mournful call

In the graveyard an eeire cry
In the darkness, demon eyes
Lightning flashes overhead
Up through the soil, comes the dead

The preachers silver cross
Pierced him through the heart
Laid him in the grave
A workers greedy hand
Set him free again
Loosed from hell, today

An acrid wind blows the devils breath
Paralyzed, staring at your death
Unholy creatures, out to feed
Called from hell by the demon seed

The Preachers silver cross
Pierced him through the heart
Laid him in the grave
A workers greedy hand
Set him free again
Loosed from hell , today