One with the Dead Lyrics

Acolytes of darkness gather for a spirit session
Masters of illusion excelling in the art of divination
Way beyond Mesmerism, imitate the dead at once
Forces from Beyond bonding soul and corpse

Voices of unrest answer to the consultation
Pretend it was a lie, the secrecies of death defiled
they mess with resurrection, they mess with things
unknown
voice speaks out: “At twelve you’ll become
one with the dead”

Mysteries profaned, no sacred thing remains
will their journey reveal that only Death is real?
(Lead: Rosan)

“In this plane of non-existence the dead unite as one”
Their spirits collide and vanish.
In emptiness now they learn
“There is only death after death and death itself
does not exist”
(Lead: Nebiros)

“There is only death after death and death itself
does not exist”