Funeral Lyrics

Funeral march, desperate crying
Echoes spread among the tombs
Bell tolls the triumph of the death
The grim reaper rides the black horse

Opening the gates of the graveyard
Mournful rite! Fake tears from their eyes
Guilty souls hear the inferno
Twisted minds filled with hate and lies

No one will rest in peace

Sepulchral voices among the graves
Dead's faces set in stone
Rotten cross, God is dead
Crown of thorns, dripping blood

Funeral march desperate crying
Echoes spread among the tombs
The grim reaper rides the black horse
enlighten by the inverted torch