Denial Of God Death and the Beyond 1. Veni Spiritus The cold moon glows as the clock strikes midnight The putrid miasma seeps out of the ground The landscape is bathed in an eerie moonlight Revealing to us the strangest of terrors Inside the mansion the doors are unlocked Yet some of the guests can never leave The candlelight flickers as if to a lonely tune The church is empty yet a choir sings Terrified voices whisper from inside the walls Curtains rustle even though there is no wind Voices of children echo through the old house As shadows move in the deserted hallway Envious of our lives and human shells The beyond opens and foul spirits rise It is time Come, spirits... 2. Funeral Mourners have gathered For their last farewell Amidst the grey stones In the garden of the dead The rain is falling still The church bell tolls its knell All cloaked in black with tears in eyes The mourning ones have met A man in black and violet Latin scriptures, earth to earth Ashes to ashes, dust to dust And heavenly rebirth Flowers grace the coffin black Where the cold dead body lies That slowly now is lowered Into the cold earth Funeral... Now all is silent And you are all alone The rain is falling still But no one mourns here anymore A cross is placed above your head The coffin is now your home There is nothing left to do but Pray that god will open his door (Solo: Into the darkness of the grave) Now you realize that all The mourners met for was... Your funeral... Your own funeral... 3. Behind the Coffin’s Lid The coffin's lid slowly nailed shut I cry for help but they hear me not Trembling I say one tiny prayer Hallucinating I'm running out of air My fingers bloody from scratching the lid In panic I'm screaming, I turn and skid Gasping for air while rolling in cramps Screams muffled by fog that swirls so damp Behind the coffin's lid Life is a fever dream Behind the coffin's lid No one hears my screams Six feet under and all alone Among the dead and countless bones Clouds passing by the quiet moon Buried alive in this place of doom There is no sound, only worms that crawl Claustrophobic I cry and call I cannot wake 'cause it's not a dream No one can hear my begging screams Behind the coffin's lid Life is a fever dream Behind the coffin's lid No one hears my screams I can see it all clearly now So, this is how it feels to die I no longer feel no pain nor fear My skin is cold and my lungs have collapsed Now I can dream of life that will not be My eyes slowly open as they swell My fingers are stiff but hurt no more My face caught in an endless sigh But worst of all, I'm not alone Black rainy clouds engulf the moonshine The only light is the lamp of the necrophile 4. The Cursed Chamber "This is the scroll of Thoth. Herein are set down the magic words by which is raised Osiris from the dead. Oh! Amon-Ra! Oh! God of gods! Death is but the doorway to new life. We live today, we shall live again. In many forms shall we return. Oh, mighty one." Lying dormant for ages A dusty tomb my home Dead forever yet breathing My destiny inscribed in stone Dust and rot fill my veins My eyes penetrate the dark Silently dreaming of life Watching those who embark Oh, you pitiful humans Do not enter my shrine The curse has been written Death will be thine Fly on the wings of darkness Blood is but dust in my veins Life crumbled in my hands All the years I reigned Befoul my grave and you pay the price The stings of a thousand scorpions' bites When your screams echo through the halls The tomb's closing as the darkness falls When the stars are right When the time is near My gods will speak Awakening after all these years Like the gorge through the desert Like the incense in the air Like the sun above the pyramids I will always be there 5. Bones Turn to Dust It all seems like night even though it is day It has been like this since you passed away The pain of loss is more than I can handle A wooden box, a cross and candles Smoldering tissue on a jaw dropped down Wrapped in velvet and your wedding gown In the shadow of your black coffin I see A feast for worms is all that we will be Algor Mortis holds you in icy hands Black drapes whirl as he starts to dance Livor Mortis is caressing your skin Leaving bluey shades on your bony chin I sit and watch but I cannot move Feeling as rigid as a marbled statue Like silver the tears run down my face To bless a corpse lying in silk and lace (Solo: Sorrow turns to despair) Will you think of me when you are under ground A life in solitude and pain profound I cannot go on like this, I need you close Existence is torture it clearly shows Cremation is the way to reunite The fire of the oven is burning bright I lie next to you and blow out the candles Kiss your dead lips and press down the handle 6. Black Dethe The redeemer has not come On a cross he hangs so pale I kiss the wounds in his side Just to taste the sweet decay A thousand rats follow my trail As I drift from house to house I grant thee the kiss of black death I am invisible - I am death My bony hand stretched across the land Villagers caught in a web of decay Under the rusty scythe you die Only deaf ears listen to you pray No cross or door can ever stop my way As I come to visit you at night The promised life leaves your bated breath I am invincible - I am death You can't see me Only fear me All bow down to the great pestilence Time stands still as man wrenches Covered with blackened skin and gangrene Heaped by the thousands in vast trenches Mass burials guarded by skeletal ghosts Macabre sufferings of the bubonic host The painful price for killing black cats A plague carried by millions of rats 7. Spectral Lights 8. Pendulum Swings An old house... A sinister mystery is lurking No one has been here for years Strange sounds come from there at night Villagers all shudder in fear The room is covered in darkness Only lights are the candles' flames Hands are placed upon the table Covered with letters and names I am the gateway Overwhelmed in trance Channeling great forces of evil Creating a link between two worlds Envisioned with otherworldly madness I can see the other side! The ceiling is covered in cobwebs The arms of the clock have frozen Someone has come to see us Through an instrument that was chosen The medium's voice is trembling Ghostly emanations appear From beyond I hear a calling Voices that haven't spoken for years (Solo: The first glance into the otherworld) I see floating spectral lights Hovering through the room (Solo: Non-consensual takeover of the medium) Her eyes are now like glass Levitation is coming true (Solo: Excretion of ectoplasma) Pillars of light drift through the room Yearning souls caught in torment Our warm breath is clearly visible It's as quiet as if death was present I see visions of terror Pale and crying faces of despair The true owners of this house Out from the darkness now appear I see children on their knees Chained and locked up in the attic A house under a fatal curse With a grim ending so tragic The pendulum swings The medium sings "Go to the hollow hills"