The lord of the tower
Raises his hands
With words of dominance
That break the stone
And come back to life
Voices of hateful creatures
That should not live
Their cries and pain, are rising
From the grave, the seal is broken
Whispers between graves
Words of evil bloody faith
Burning souls
The meat is ready for the feast
Somebody claims their souls
They can't rest anymore
Doomed, damned
They can't resist
Dusk and shadows
They must rise
They crawl slowly
Creeping bodies, mouths in silence
They only obey him
The king of madness
The world will end, at dawn
Whispers between (The) graves
Words of evil fill the night
Burning souls
Meat is ready for the pyre
Burial mounds you must avoid
There are dreaming things inside
And their sleep shall not be broken
Or you will be
Meat and brains for them to eat
Whispers between (The) graves
Words of evil fill the night