Mammoth to man morbid to god it's coming to take them away

Coming in sight viewing in fright say goodbye to today

Collecting the living collecting the dead

It matters not what you are

The hearse has arrived so step up inside

And into a world so bizarre



Everyone rides on one denied the hearse has no mercy for you

No one can plead no one can beg nothing is all that you can do



Created by god to take them from-earth



And to a place their homes built from dirt



Shrieks from the hearse!! Shrieks from the hearse!!

Leaving them waiting for their demise they stand all alone

And look to the skies, to the skies!!

Brought unto us, gods own dark curse,

Why must they die? Shrieks from the hearse