My reign beneath the graveyard my
kingdom`s underground disease of
necrophagia child of Ancient Gods.
My shape`s a living fear my eyes
reflecting horror my growl will
make you creep.
Chorus:
Let`s all gather under the
moonlight prepare our feast this
unholy night come my brothers
follow my signs this is the feast of
ghouls.
I growl into your coffin licking my
lips for flesh the highest of
repulsions the sacrilege of death.
I`m the cremator from ashes I`ve
been born you`re destined for my
supper your corpse is my rebirth.
I love to crunch your bones one by
one ripping you to shreds suck the
eyeballs of your socket feeling the
taste.
Your tender tongue is a special
piece rotten in your mouth your
entrails smell delightfully soon
will be mine.