This Coming Nightfall

Penetrating through frost covered ground with only the moon as
Guide
A void to fill with embrace as the fever have taken another life.

Those who where sent below
Shall once more rise above.

Another hole made for the fall of man, no one is to be spared
The Lord seem to have abandon this land, leaving its weed to
Exceed.

Curse this coming nightfall. When those unliving rise
Death is truly just the beginning when the graves are to come alive.

Curse this coming nightfall. To all from netherworld
The tombs of open crypts. Roams the streets at night.

Those who where sent below
Shall once more rise above.

Spirits chants for my flesh
A poisonous kiss, so deadly and cold
Soon to be vanished into the void
By the unconsecrated dead.

Curse this coming nightfall. When those unliving rise
Death is truly just the beginning when the graves are to come alive.

Curse this coming nightfall. To all from netherworld
The tombs of open crypts. Roams the streets at night.

Those who where sent below
Shall once more rise above.