The Morgue Lyrics & Chords By Black Sunday

Night in the cold You were working at the morgue Have no friends, was alone There was nothing else to do Flames from fire in a room Questions in your head What should I do now ...read more

The fear of evil lurks around It's dark it's quiet There's not a sound The dead among you You must be still For when they arise They're out to kill The morgue The...read more