Blackest Funeral Lyrics

Funeral chants in this gloomy and misty night
Hear the bells toll as the bats are taking flight

It’s the funeral rites of the abbot
He’s covered with a satanic shroud

Blackest funeral

The circle is drawn, seven priests read their rites
Surrounding the coffin, the candles burn bright

A bargain is made with the devil
To revive what they call ‘’Necromantis’’

Blackest funeral

Eachus, Minos, Rhadamantus
Let his soul return to the mortals
For his grave the seven are possessed
To proceed with the darkest and
Blackest of funerals

Funeral chants in this gloomy and misty night
Hear the bells toll as the bats are taking flight

It’s the funeral rites of the abbot
He’s covered with a satanic shroud

Blackest funeral