The mist is high in this night 

Can feel the presence of death 

Way to the mortuary so the deads will invoke 

Corpses and skulls in my countour 

See a corpse bloody with the face in cruciform 

Now being from the wrath 

Catch the skulls of a children, frozen and dismal 

Coming with me 

Creature, kill in name of Hell 

The black mess is started, life's will terminate 

With the wrath of the demons started the genocide 

Wrath, in my corpus is born 

Death, lost legions from Hell 

Slaughter, you'll see in sacrifice 

Skulls, are christians with blood 



Necromancer 

Dead's invoker 

Necromancer 

Dead's invoker 



Wrath, odious, desire 

In my corpus is born 

The fates last, terror's spread 

For a necros creature of 

The crypts'