Vigor Mortis

Black candles, sage, sweet grass
Concentrate now, take the salt
A skull whitened, the Rose Quartz
I dig with my bare hands
Death is like a veil
To be broken with a spell

Bokor, bokor, bokor controlling the deads
Datura’s powder feeling all the dread
No no no eyes in the empty skull
You can’t resist my call

A body with no soul
A dusty skeleton
Without life
It’s Just an empty skull
Witch I control
Vigor Mortis

Bowl of blood, swampland mud
Mixed together in a bowl
Roughly grate in some black coal
Watch the sky, find Saturn
Death is not the end
But is something
To transcend

Bokor, bokor, bokor controlling the deads
Datura’s powder feeling all the dread
No no no eyes in the empty skull
You can’t resist my call

A body with no soul
A dusty skeleton
Without life
It’s Just an empty skull
Witch I control
Vigor Mortis

Among the deads
You, dear, I choose
For you empty piece of meat
Damnatio Eterna

The worse nightmare is to be trapped in life
Without the willpower to fight against a rite
Watch your owner into the eyes
I decide when you die