Wretched Banquet Songtext
von Temple of Void

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