Hidden in The Graveyard

Profaner of forgotten tombstones, grim keeper of the unburial rites
Evoker of the shadows' plane, obsessed by Funerals
Unleash the wrath of corpse from the circle of sacrifice
Black hen decapitation, the enemies of the light arise!
Conceive the transmigration as the proof of incorporeal life
Recall them from the past, celebrate the dark!
Our doom is received in anguish, a curs from the other side
Procss of decomposition can’t compromise the rite
Won’t compromise
Hear the tunes of the funeral march
Growing fast from the hallowed ground
Offertory of stolen hosts
Receiting prayers In mourning clothes
Necromancy, necromancy
Now appearing in the seance
Spirits wandering, dancing grim
Our devotion rewarded by answers
Their meaning is still wrapped in the dark
The undead body now breathes the words
Shrilling words of wrath
Necromancy, necromancy