Death's Pallor Lyrics

Inherit the earth
Its soil has been hollowed out
Join those before you
In the gathering of the dead
Lowered deep beneath
Ancient oak and granite slab
For eternal sleep
Beneath the feet of those who grieve

Sickly pallor, shroud in white
Eyes sunken, cold stare
Pale rider, on death's steed
Ashen bones, pestilent breath
Crying out, wretched tone
Name the dead, one-by-one
Bell chimes, hear your name
Sunken eyes, are staring down

Hades follows
Behind cloven hoof and foul stench
Spreading like plagues
Reaping all in its path
At Death's beckon call
An inferno of flesh and bone
His scythe dripping with life
At the gathering of the dead