Paroles de The book of skulls

Long lost magik of our tribes
Necromantic book of scribes
Blood from human sacrifice
Bringing life that never dies
The book of skulls

The witch begat her only orn
Concieved by blackest rites
Sacrificial throats were torn
To give the demon life
Life baptized in blood

Mankind thrown into the maze
Of a cataclysmic age
Cadavers re-animate
As the priests of chaos prey
The book of skulls.