Gallower - Funeral in Vain

Crystal ball evil eye
Sees future in the final hour
Demon's gift for vile hands
Instrument of vindictive witches glance
Seeing carnage of simpletons
Mob have paid for their verdicts
Bodies drowned in plague's haze
Necromancer's black death ends

Chords and music, Necromancer's imps casting a spell
Accusing innocent, women bewitched by them
Together with witches, Master's arcane will raise the dead
Spiral of violence, justice be cursed in hell

Evil's message is vengeance
Cities of mourning shall be
Streets cleared out of bodies
Again to be flooded soon
When the dark fog appears
Green lights are burning inside
Maunder of ladies chanting together
Land is cursed, soil falls sick

Chords and music, Necromancer's imps casting a spell
Accusing innocent, women bewitched by them
Together with witches, Master's arcane will raise the dead
Spiral of violence, justice be cursed in hell

Black spell beneath
Soaks in the deep
Decayed roots
Absorbing in bones
All nature life is gone here
Hex will contaminate minds will
Living condemned to lie instead of dead
Freezing horror will haunt the earth


Whining villagers burying their dead
Ground pits being their massive graves

Priest is finishing funeral mass
Scourge survivors are safe at last

Winter moon shines through the dust
Above the cursed ground, dead's last rite

Unholy contempt for their Almighty
In three days, tombs shall be left


May the ample black might
lead the hordes onward to the night


March on

Up from the sepulchres they come at dusk
Onslaught of the living dead's outburst
Hags' spell shreds no daylight interrupts
Feast above gloom hell's den of a dust

In a just moment dark prophecy went true
Necropolis dwellers of the vacant underworld
Green restless eyes awakened from the tragic dream
You're watching life passing cause undead are near!