Lyrics Necromantia

Necromantia

Tribes Of The Moon

A tempting blaze

That tears body and soul apart

Spellbound daughters

Devouring the hearts of men

Communion through the ancient circles

Deep in the forest of eternity

The hideous darkness

Centre of the vacant soul of death

Images on images

The universe of Hades

A lethal chant of horror

Whisper of the 9 winds

Lords of nightmares

Cross the blackened skies

As slowly rising

The moon of the undead

Angels' tears upon your tombs

What is dead it cannot die

Masks made of funeral mist

Hiding a frozen laughter

A calling from the undead gods

The breed of the Vampire

Of blood and fire, hate and doom