He stood there so many times
Funerals get orgasm from my soul
From the funeral... from the past... from the dark
The cross... a necromancer′s cross
By night will strike me... i die

Ha. huhahah.
I've died

He steps out from the dark
Cold smoke as he passes by
I tried to ignore it in the dark
Cold smoke as he passes by, I die!

From the death... from the grave... from the dark

That night, by his crime, hatred, guess of death
For his sin

From the grave... I decay now... from the dark

Writer(s): Snorre Ruch, Per Ohlin, Jan Blomberg, Oeystein Aarseth<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com