Reanimator Lyrics

In the quiet halls of the dead, where silence reigns

One man sought to defy the chains

A needle, a vial, a forbidden dream

To pull back the veil, to twist the seam

In the shadowed halls of Miskatonic's ground

A brilliant mind sought the lost, profound

Herbert West, with his cold blue eyes

Dared to challenge the fate of those who die

A vial of hope, a spark of dread

The line he crossed between life and the dead

From rabbits and dogs to the human clay

He sought to make death fade away

Beware the Reanimator's hand

In the darkest hour, he'll make his stand

Life reborn, but at what cost

In the void of death, all hope is lost

In the farmhouse dark, his work begun

Stealing bodies beneath the moon and sun

A chemical spark, a ghastly cry

The failures rise but cannot die

Through shattered nights, the moors do scream

A grotesque parody of his twisted dream

The dead walk now, but they cannot speak

Their hollow eyes, forever bleak

From graveyard soil, from shadowed halls

To the battlefield where the soldier falls

His hunger grew, his soul decayed

Until the darkness called his name

Now Herbert West has disappeared

The haunted man that all have feared

But in the silence, his echoes stay

For death itself won't turn away