Ethereal Necropolis Songtext
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Ethereal Necropolis Songtext
Among tombstones′ silence, where time has turned to dust
The ethereal murmurs rise, in the moon's sepulchral light
Where restless souls don′t sleep, where the soil seems to burst
Tales of life and death, in this spectral, haunted night
Whispers of the forgotten, like a chilling winter's breeze
Among the ivy-covered stones, their spirits to appease
Their mournful echoes linger, in reverence and dread
In the name of the purest evil, we will raise the dead
Laid on a bed of lilies
Tears and sorrow in a candle glow
In Ethereal Necropolis
Summoning the lost, in a last vow
Their stories etched in darkness, their presence veiled in twilight
Among the cryptic epitaphs, where the arcane symbols are bright
In the quiet of the night, the dirge of bells does toll
Between life and the beyond, where the restless souls begin
Under the incandescent moon, they'll answer to our call
The ghosts of yesteryears, the phantoms of shagreen
Memories like shadows, in the fog that cloaks the night
A haunting, chilling lament, in the cemetery′s eerie rite
Time is a heavy shroud, where cold winds weep
We′ll awake the spectral shades from their eternal sleep
Laid on a bed of lilies
Tears and sorrow in a candle glow
In Ethereal Necropolis
Summoning the lost, in a last vow
Oh, the graves where they are laid
Sexton's spade
Never made
Nor do sculptured tablets tell
That within the heart they dwell
Where the winter winds, we know
Cannot blow
And the snow
Never hides the flowers that grow
Fadeless, from the dust below
The ethereal murmurs rise, in the moon's sepulchral light
Where restless souls don′t sleep, where the soil seems to burst
Tales of life and death, in this spectral, haunted night
Whispers of the forgotten, like a chilling winter's breeze
Among the ivy-covered stones, their spirits to appease
Their mournful echoes linger, in reverence and dread
In the name of the purest evil, we will raise the dead
Laid on a bed of lilies
Tears and sorrow in a candle glow
In Ethereal Necropolis
Summoning the lost, in a last vow
Their stories etched in darkness, their presence veiled in twilight
Among the cryptic epitaphs, where the arcane symbols are bright
In the quiet of the night, the dirge of bells does toll
Between life and the beyond, where the restless souls begin
Under the incandescent moon, they'll answer to our call
The ghosts of yesteryears, the phantoms of shagreen
Memories like shadows, in the fog that cloaks the night
A haunting, chilling lament, in the cemetery′s eerie rite
Time is a heavy shroud, where cold winds weep
We′ll awake the spectral shades from their eternal sleep
Laid on a bed of lilies
Tears and sorrow in a candle glow
In Ethereal Necropolis
Summoning the lost, in a last vow
Oh, the graves where they are laid
Sexton's spade
Never made
Nor do sculptured tablets tell
That within the heart they dwell
Where the winter winds, we know
Cannot blow
And the snow
Never hides the flowers that grow
Fadeless, from the dust below
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