As night falls over the land A stygian fog slowly threads The bright moon rises to lightened The insane march of the undeads Feel, hear This summoning lamentation See, fear The corruption of the flesh Serve, swear Allegiance to the idols Dead, soul Never find the final rest The spirit is viciously enslaved As the body sleeps underground Death becomes almost alive Feel, hear This summoning lamentation See, fear The corruption of the flesh Serve, swear Allegiance to the idols Dead, soul Never find the final rest Rotten corpses exhumed to serve Holy idols crystallize in death Open the gates, open for me Open the gates, the realm of death waits for me