Reaper - Tyrann

Hidden beneath unholy soil*

Chained to the grave and rotting

Morbid spells and evil blood

Cold soul, evil desire

Ancient witchcraft haunts the night

Distorted death mask, funeral grin

Deep beneath, the pulse of Hell

Old soul, into the fire

Suffocating in Hells Fire

Embraced by fire and flame

I thrive in the necrovoid

I revel in the pain!

Until we meet again…