Which spells opened those unholy graves
And let loose the hungry souls
Crawling through the corridors
Where they torment their victims
Stench of rotten flesh rises
From crypts of stone, below
Hanging corpses cover the walls
And screams bring forth agony forlorn

Misanthropic art bleeding
From mutilated wounds of dying humans

Ghouls, spawns of Satan
Beasts of underworld
Feel their red eyes staring you
Watching with hunger your every step
Fear is last thing you will feel
As gravefog devours

Misanthropic art bleeding
From mutilated wounds of dying humans