Necromantor Returns

Unholy screams from the black forests
In the freezing gleam of the funeral moon
Angels lie raped on the battlefield
The dead come alive to do His bidding

Once again the Necromantor returns...

Commanding the legions of perkele
From his high ineffable dark throne
Tormenting the souls with hellfire
In the freezing gleam of the funeral moon

The shadows are long and eternally dark
Where the blossoms of doom are in bloom
He summons the winds of darkness and evil
Raising the skeletal legions of gloom

Once again the Necromantor returns...