Death is rising, eternal
She, the howling emissary
She raises the bones towards the sky
The dead listen to the claim of Märhn
At the crossroads, the witch is approaching
Sinking her hands into the soil and ashes
Calling from the deepest of the abyss
Prayers and devotions fly where there is no peace
Then, ghosts have revealed the ancient cults
Where the spirits of the dead are waiting for their thrones
Far away from these betrayed graves named Churches
The blood of a black hen brings to me
The voice of the dead
I've listened to their revelations
A frozen mist smelling the cemetery soil
Has come and brings you death
Then, ghosts have revealed the ancient cults
Where the spirits of the dead are waiting for their thrones
Far away from these betrayed graves named Churches
Crows fly above
Necromancy predicted your end to me
The obscure days will take back their boned thrones
As the fire burned your cursed cross
We return to our mystical lands
Death is rising again
And again and again and again
And again and again and again
And again