[ Featuring The Forsaken ]
In the veil of night where shadows creep
Whispers of fate in the silence deep
The ancient woods, a cathedral of dread
Beneath the boughs where the lost souls tread
As the funeral moon casts its pallid glow
The ground shivers softly, the darkness will grow
The new lord of madness, with a crown forged in sin
Will feast on the sorrow that dwells deep within
The funeral moon, where the dead stars wail
Anointing the dark with a venomous tale
In the heart of the shadows, their hunger unfolds
Pure evil ascends as the new reign controls
The blood-red horizon, where nightmares are born
In the arms of the crypt, the supernatural is sworn
A legacy twisted in the grip of the tomb
As the whole world bows to the funeral moon
Wood was stacked, the funeral pyre
Rite of death within the fire
Black masses held to dishonour the dead
Such violent deaths as they began to behead
Chalices raised, filled with blood
Cursed nectar, they've reaped all things good
With every heartbeat, the air thickens with dread
As they chant the names of the living dead
The funeral moon, where the dead stars wail
Anointing the dark with a venomous tale
In the heart of the shadows, their hunger unfolds
Pure evil ascends as the new reign controls
The blood-red horizon, where nightmares are born
In the arms of the crypt, the supernatural is sworn
A legacy twisted in the grip of the tomb
As the whole world bows to the funeral moon
