The Charnel Unearthing Lyrics

The chant of the ghoul caller opens the crypts – Stone lids now shift and grind – Fetid air escapes – Fleshless fingers brace crumbling edges – To propel forth their bodies of rot – What purpose have they returned? – To what bidding do they serve? – Ravenous lust for flesh smothers the trace humanity that exists behind their blank, putrefying eyes – Plunder and devour the remnants of the dead – Murder and eat credulous living – Succumbed to the will of sorcery, – An unwavering mob of decay – Conscience holds no power to magic – Nothing can stop it – This wretched banquet – A morbid feast – Abhorrent undead forced to roam under the spell of necromancy