Arise thy evil soul Mortals end is near Rise of the ancients are coming Mortals dwell in fear Ripped up from the grave The gathering is here Kingdom of the dark That has made our souls so strong Its floating in our blood The words of unholiness Arise thy evil soul Mortals end is near Rise of the ancients are coming Mortals dwell in fear Dead walks from their graves The gathering is here Never will die All within the abyss Incense fills the cave Where the Sabbath is held You can feel the lust in the air The smell of death We all know whats to come The warlock Satans son Day of doom, suffocation The time has come to darkend the sun
mortal, gathering, dwell, darkend, arise