Unlock then open the gate For we are welcomed here The cold, wet fog is thick Upon this sacred ground
Embrace... of the Dead Embrace... of the Dead
The cemetery is so dark The candle light is so dim The clouds have swallowed the moon In tongues we chant our hymns
Embrace... of the Dead Embrace... of the Dead
The plan 9 of unforgotten souls Spiritual winds guide us into eternity Come forth tonight at the stroke of 12 Dead forces of forgotten misery
Upon the stroke of 12 For we are not alone For this knowledge we gain... Incense is carried to... our god (The desolate one)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
