The cemetary shines in the pale light of the cold moon The ghastly barrow wights float above the dark tomb Bats circle around the dead threes growing here A stygian wasteland causing human fear
As midnight strikes the dead rise from their graves Long forgotten and bloodthirsty shades Burried in the cold earth for eterrnity were they Now seek in the darkness for fresh prey
The dead shall devour the living this night Summoned by an ancient necromantic rite In the name of their master, the lord of the graves All who die become eternally his faithful slaves
No priest can banish them from this place No church with their god and his grace The darkness they serve forever and beyond A black plague has poisoned this land
The darkness of the past shall now return This world in the black flame shall burn At the feet of the Dark Lord humanity will crawl The night without end brings the eternal funeralTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
