Pyres of burning flesh, crumble till nothing's left Pungent stench of death, consuming every breath Corpses lying here remains scattered everywhere Buried inside earth, exhumed for rebirth Rise up from the grave Prepare the coven to meet Touch the witch hand of death The innocent follow like sheep Rays glow from beyond, bewitched in a trance Fall before the hags, into everlasting sleep Putrid smell of mold, reading pages smell foretold Sun melts into the sky, insufferable screams as they die Festering tombs bursting out, cadaverous life crawling Oh this night the decayed shall live, and summon the king of the dead Festering tombs of the rotting dead Into the night we were lead Festering tombs of the rotting dead Wretched souls are cursed to live