A call of the dark and a jet black sky And a meeting with death I follow the stars they lead me away To the burial ground
I hear no sound this forsaken place Hasn't seen life in years I glance around Time to prepare to perform the black arts
From death to dust to life Return to live again I grant thee the way Awake!
Uncover the graves The night is thick yet the moon is high I find the right name I laugh as I dig for the slave shall be mine
From death to dust to life Return to live again I grant thee the way Awake!
Open the casket to meet my new meat Caress the body and greet cheek to cheek Pull up the corpse to proceed with my deed A dry cough of dust as she come from beneath
The ritual's done I meet her embrace Two move as one We dance by the graves In silence we pace
She holds me close Her grip is strong I find it hard to breathe She smiles so sweet Her gratitude brings me to my knees
From death to dust to life Return to live again I grant thee the way
From death to dust to life Return to live again I grant thee the way Awake! Awake!