Funeral Rites

The doom is near in this night Bloody skulls are over the pentagram Cry for the sabbath bells Fallen angels screaming for mercy It's the time to bury the priest The down of Megiddo, your grave The sky turns as black as spell Haunting my eyes and my mind Funeral rites! Funeral rites! Rites! You are chosen by Hell Dig your sepulchre We force you to come in We'll bury you alive Black songs are heard with the funeral Rotting corpses mutilated over the ground Graves will be violated Corpses will be stolen Funeral rites! Funeral rites! Rites!