As the full moon is risingin the misty nighthe visits the dead oneswith love in sight The graveyard soil he shoveto dig up and disemboweldigging the dustcraving for lust He opens the coffinwith trembling handsto fulfill his desiresand satisfy his demands The...

The gates of hell are opened againRitual of Enoch is waking the deadThe priest is lifeless; it's time of the endMalevolent spirits dwell in the graves The zombies are lurking into the fogHungry for flesh and thirsty for blood City of...

with intensity I approach needy and bluethere is a void around me full of sexual energysucking you into my darkhalted feelimg, my impression it's depressionmy soul rises with the passion, then the tide pulls me backundulating passion plays with...

The wind, a phantom legion, howled its ancient song, Through skeletal branches, where dead leaves clung. A tempest brewed, a symphony of dread, whispering secrets of the long since dead, The house, a wounded beast, with shutters torn and weak,...