As night falls over the land
A stygian fog slowly threads
The bright moon rises to lightened
The insane march of the undeads
Feel, hear
This summoning lamentation
See, fear
The corruption of the flesh
Serve, swear
Allegiance to the idols
Dead, soul
Never find the final rest
The spirit is viciously enslaved
As the body sleeps underground
Death becomes almost alive
Feel, hear
This summoning lamentation
See, fear
The corruption of the flesh
Serve, swear
Allegiance to the idols
Dead, soul
Never find the final rest
Rotten corpses exhumed to serve
Holy idols crystallize in death
Open the gates, open for me
Open the gates, the realm of death waits for me