Kathedral

Followers heading against

The fog over the cemetary

Drifting through the silent night

And from the light of their candles

Dark shadows arise

Cemetary

The kathedral

Six disciples guiding the shadows

With the magical hand of doom

And with the claws of darkness

Spirits are torn from the graves

Cemetary

The kathedral

The candle

Burning curse

Now the candle must burn

And the dead will return

The unholy gathering

Under the ancient night sky

Cemetary

The kathedral

The candles

Burning curse