Desolate Funeral Chant

Wraith
oh!
Cryptic One I see
black
the veiled one chanting near
Bray high songs of death
call tombs where they hide
Sad dark hymns in the air
black
the covered one roaming near
Winds chant songs of death
graves deep, open wide
I roam through somber woods
death
the shadow one in the mist
Wings flock to my crypt,
I fly to my throne