The screams and the dreams and the nightmares it seemsnAre from HellnThey lurk in the churchyard and rise from the soilnThose who dwellnThey come from a cult of evil and badnNo relentnTo search for the body they seek there at nightnWhose consentnnOh yeah they're grave snatchers,nYeah church gate-crashers.nLucifer drives in todaynGrave snatchers,nYeah church gate-crashersnMessing with the sacred waynnThe corpse it is taken to Satanist's HillnFor its fatenWhere hundreds of demons and creatures from HellnThere do waitnIts heart does not beat but its body is given to HellnThe air it is silent and all that you hear is his bellnnOh yeah they're grave snatchers, yeah church gate-crashersnMesin with the sacred waynGrave snatchers,nYeah church gate-crashersnLucifer drives in todaynnnWith many strange ways here on this earthnI do fearnFor many a soul that rests in the churchnIt is clearnAlthough they are dead and cannot movenThey can't restnFor when darkness falls,nThe snatchers from HellnThey do questnnOh yeah they're grave snatchers, church gate-crashersnMessing with the sacred waynGrave snatchers,nYeah church gate-crashersnStealing the bodies for preynnGrave snatchers,nYeah church gate-crashersnLucifer drives in todaynGrave snatchers,nYeah church gate-crashersnLeaving a hole where he laynnnOh where he laynJust greet their deaths todaynLeaving a hole where he layn