Evil Death - Mortuary Drape

You can feel it, through the night

You can hear it, tells to flight

In the air, nothing sweat

On the earth, the evil death

Standing together in the light of the moon

Our black coven will rise up soon

Closing the job and unleashing the force

Now dig the earth and piss on the corpse

Eternal fire, grant us power

Eternal fire, now is the hour

Cursing united and born of one bomb

Dressed up in black and riding a broom

Lighting the candle beginning the rite

Appearing the demons and smiling at sight

Evil death, rise the dead

Evil death, course of hell

Awaiting the sign from the blackened sky

Pleasure for killing desire to die

Blows from the North wind of the Lord

Screaming for vengeance howling like wolf