Funeral of The Living

The rotten stench of putrid evil, death is now eternal
Long live the undead horde, no place is safe from them
Blessed souls who come forth to the island, devoured and raped at dawn
On your hands their fates resides, destroy the necronomicon

Oh, ah!

Funeral of the living souls that cross the threshold amongst the stars
Live and die again!

The deflowering of the petals in their heads, the rot consumes
Rush of adrenaline from primal fear, pursuit of the necronom
Torned guts amongst the bloodbath, you can only watch in awe
Mission failed beyond salvation, the answer lies in death

Ohm ah!

Funeral of the living souls that cross the threshold amongst the stars
Live and die again!

Funeral of the living souls that cross the threshold amongst the stars
Live and die again!

The wave of eternal rot!