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 arraived so step up inside   And into a world so bizarre   Everyone rides no 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 home built from dirt   Shrieks from the hearse!! Shrieks from the hearse!!   Leaving them waiting for their demise they stand all alone   And look the skies, to the skies!!   Brought unto us, god's own dark curse,   Why must the die? Shrieks from the hearse.....