Paroles de ' Night Of The Necromancer ' par Blasphemaniac

The sky turns black and the full Moon rises
We are under the domination of the forces of dark
The morbid winds are cold and wicked announcing sorcery
The intention intensifies for our acts of bestiality
With every step taken I whisper the words of evocation
To the master of the throne of bones I ask the permission

We burn black candles and salute the lords of death
Walked to the left of the cemetery
Surrounded by the black vibration of mighty dead
A black goat screams and the bells toll
The fermented drunk and the weed is burn in fire
I Don't know what's real or fantasy, my souls is take higher
A sepulchral voice speaks in my ear giving me it's sign
I scratch him on the ground with my blood
As it's show in my troubled mind

I say the words of spell and he walks towards me
I offered a bloody sacrifice at your feet
He told me a secret and pointed a direction
Wirth the smell sulfur is given the permission
I open the way ringind the bell I sing an unholy prayer to the masters hell

Wherever an eye, everywhere a spectral crowd deep darkness takes over
I'm guided by the wind so cold
I come across the tomb of damn, I see his soul in torment
You will be an astral vampire and bring chaos at every moment
I open your grave and I can hear you trying to breath
Writhes and screams in his coffin rising the putrid stench