Penetrating through frost covered ground with only the moon as guide
A void to fill with embrace as the fever have taken another life
Those who where sent below
Shall once more rise above
Another hole made for the fall of man, no one is to be spared
The Lord seem to have abandon this land, leaving its weed to exceed
Curse this coming nightfall. When those unliving rise
Death is truly just the beginning when the graves are to come alive
Curse this coming nightfall. To all from netherworld
The tombs of open crypts. Roams the streets at night
Those who where sent below
Shall once more rise above
Spirits chants for my flesh
A poisonous kiss, so deadly and cold
Soon to be vanished into the void
By the unconsecrated dead
Curse this coming nightfall. When those unliving rise
Death is truly just the beginning when the graves are to come alive
Curse this coming nightfall. To all from netherworld
The tombs of open crypts. Roams the streets at night
Those who where sent below
Shall once more rise above
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