A dismal epitaph
Across the wind
For doom the bell tolls
Echoes from the other side

An anthem for the dead
A choir of freaks
Chaos of whispers
Over the hallowed land

In the pestilent chime
Of the tritonus bell

Cast to desolate
Unleash the spell
A diabolic vortex
Of gross absurdities

Haunted serenades
Flee into dark
Flee into dark

Angels drip decay
Sullen horizons
Of a morbid harvest
A frozen crimson stare
Rituals of the long-dead
Lords of endless rot

They'll return in countless forms
In all the tones of dark they'll bring
A claustrophobic end
With the coffins made of skin

A necromantical daze
Monstrosities conjured
In the pestilent chime
Of the tritonus bell they dwell

Twitching violently
In spectral torment
Tyrants of the dusk
Sullen horizons
Of morbid harvest
Frozen crimson stare
Rituals of the long-dead
Lords of endless rot