Hunted by zombies

We come out from the ossuary and...damn!
The dead are rising from their tombs:
Hundreds of rotted hands and decrepit heads
Are going out from the moist soil
And they are lusting for our living flesh

We run fast to the graveyard's exit
But some zombies block our way
We have to fight but we dont' have enough time!

Viktor's sword dismembers corpses
Bloodwyn's axe destroys bones
Garandir's sabre cut heads
But more zombies try to surround us

Suddenly Saroma shows her sacred symbol:
Shе faces the zombies
Spеaking ancient and solemn words

Zombies walk back with fear
Opening a way out for our escape

Hunted and exausted we finally reach the church door
Fir puts the key inside the lock and turns it
The door opens and we are able to close it at our back
While zombies are near to cross the entrance

We are safe now, alone inside the sacred building
But the sound of the claws on the wooden surface
Still gives us shivers running down our spine