Funeral Rites

The doom is near in this night Bloody skulls are over the pentagram Cry for the sabbath bells Fallen angels scream for mercy It's 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 we'll 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