Book of the Dead - Exmortis

Evil one a man of respect

Trusted to prepare the dead

Unknowing victims reserve their space

Empty crypts for the human race

Selling bodies to the underground

For their flesh and their bloody games

Eternal nightmare written in blood

The book foretold us all

Written in blood, bound by flesh

The book of the dead

Exmortis the ancients have arrived

Exmortis seal your final cry

A cry of death I sear your bones

Scared as you prepare to die

Forbidden pleasures confessed to me

Violence to take the throne

Aborted nightmare becomes reality

Beginning induced insanity

Tear your flesh a fesat for my hounds

Darkness of night no more can I count

Written in blood, bound by flesh

The book of the dead

Exmortis the ancients have arrived

Exmortis seal your final cry

Your death is here as I slash your throat

Blood dripping from my claws

For what you seek for craft be found

The ancients reserve it all

Enchantment turns to silence

Insurgence turns to violence

Written in blood, bound by flesh

The book of the dead

Exmortis the ancients have arrived

Exmortis seal your final cry