Funeral Rites — текст песни (sepultura)

The doom is near in this night

Bloody skulls are over the pentagram

Cry for the sabbath bells

Fallen angels scream for mercy



Its time to bury the priest

On the down of meggido your grave is dig

The sky turns as black as spell

Haunting my eyes and mind



Funeral rites



You are chosen by hell

Dig your sepulchre

We force you to come in

Wand well bury you alive



Black songs are heard with the funeral

Rotting corpses mutilated over the ground

Graves will be violated

And corpses will be stolen



Funeral rites