Necromantia

My reign beneath the graveyard my
kingdom's underground disease of
necrophagia child of Ancient Gods.
My shape's a living fear my eyes
reflecting horror my growl will
make you creep.
Chorus:
Let's all gather under the
moonlight prepare our feast this
unholy night come my brothers
follow my signs this is the feast of
ghouls.
I growl into your coffin licking my
lips for flesh the highest of