Resurrection - Witchery

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!