Above me dark, threatening skies
The altar to perform rites of ancient times
Devine Powers I possess
to bring back the rotten death
visions burning deep inside my mind
Dark forces calling me
the cult of the immortal ones alive
to take back their sacred reich
Holy blood spilled to the ground
the angels decapitated and raped
As I, necromancer, stand before
the new world! Olden Times reborn
And life seems to fade ito dust
A dark grip rips thy gods away
Oblivion awaits thy oh so soon
Evil Spells! Evil Spells!!
Unspeakable Acts
Of The Necrocult
black stench of death
CHAOS WILL RISE
Thy gods may cry mercyfully aloud
demons! Attack with horrible howls
Proud I stand before this creation of mine
fevers and plagues will now breed
a blessed pestilence weed out the weak
Evil Spells! Evil Spells
Unspeakable Acts
Of The Necrocult
black stench of death
CHAOS WILL RISE
Decimation has striked once again
The Holy Plague has ripped them down
Horror and Decay fills my eyes
Now i realize
that only death is real
Of Ancient and Immortal Rites
