1. KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN

I take the Path of the dead 
enter the Dwimorberg 
Runes of warning and anger surround me 
though I enter the cold catacomb 

Oath Breakers 
And traitors 
All brothers 
Deserters 

Upon a throne of Bones 
Ruling a Kingdom of ghosts 
KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN HALLS! 

Afore me, a temple of stone 
As the ghosts creep from the black 
Brother traitors, and kin to my sins 
I pledge to the king, as I breathe my last 

Oath Breakers 
And traitors 
All brothers 
Deserters 

Upon a throne of Bones 
Ruling a Kingdom of ghosts 
KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN HALLS! 

I give myself to the Dead 

Upon a throne of Bones 
Ruling a Kingdom of ghosts 
KING UNDER THE MOUNTAIN HALLS!


2. DEATHMARCH

An evening falls
 
On this moonless night 

A temple black and burnt 


The necromancer
 
With souls unfreed
 
Crawl’s through the ashes
 


They Hunt 

They Feed 

Hungry but without need 

The Deathmarch of slaves 

Like Flies 

They Spread 

Commanded to infect 

A land of the living dead


 

“Arise, My minions” 

So cast’s the vile lord
 
The brigade answers the call

 
Hands clawing 

Eyes rotting
 
An army ready for war 


 
They Hunt 

They Feed 

Hungry but without need 

The Deathmarch of slaves 

Like Flies 

They Spread 

Commanded to infect 

A land of the living dead



 

 
Will you walk with me? 
Will you walk with me? 


They Hunt 

They Feed 

Hungry but without need 

The Deathmarch of slaves 

Like Flies 

They Spread 

Commanded to infect 

A land of the living dead


 

Will you walk with me?


3. CTHULHU

A death at sea 
The Blood floating 
The hunt is on 
A darker side 
Swallow your pride 
The hunt is on nowhere to hide 

Don’t trust the water 


The black demons 
Control the skies 
Their getting close 
The lightning strikes 
Waves come to life 
The storm is close prepare to die 

Don’t trust the water 

Drowning in fear 
Darkness consuming 
Unanswered prayers 
Now Cthulhu is here 

The hunt is here! 
Sea beasts appear! 
Run for your life! 
The waters rise! 
Now comes your time! 
All your nightmares have come alive! 

Drowning in fear 
Darkness consuming 
Unanswered prayers 
Now Cthulhu is here 

Nothings left 
The oceans red 
The Prophets Die
 
CTHULHU RISE!!!! 

Drowning in fear 
Darkness consuming 
Unanswered prayers 
Now Cthulhu is here.


4. SEASON OF THE WITCH

BLAH 

Inside the woods of thorned weeds 
The sisters of spells, use the eye of three 
Burning horizon, Cast blasphemes 
Spill blood on the alter of prophecy 

Speak to the horned one 
Priestess of the moon 
Season of the witch has come 
The stars burn red with doom 

Casting the circles 
Painting the black rights 
The sisters daub their dreams 
In vengeance and in spite 

Speak to the horned one 
Priestess of the moon 
Season of the witch has come 
The stars burn red with doom 

Speak magic to raise the skies 
Boil the rivers and seas 
Tear the mountains from their roots 
And shake the ground beneath! 

Speak to the horned one 
Priestess of the moon 
Season of the witch has come 
The stars burn red with doom


5. PALE RIDERS OF THE DEAD

The black is festering, 
A plague upon the godless sons, 
The old man open’s his hand, 
Gifting new death into the world. 

The boils, pus and bile spills, 
Out from the dead brings a new seed. 
The flies and fleas imbibe the ill 
And the rats begin to feed 


Stalking the streets of London town 
A shadow dancing through the bleak, 
With open arm’s and Ghastly charm’s 
He arrives as a friend to the weak 

With a hooked nose, and perfumed nose 
The doctors cut a subtle tie 
And with masked face, and cowled disgrace 
With white mark condemn you to die. 

The black clouds overhead 
Dripping with evil omens, 
The thunder roars and silence falls 
The pale riders of the dead 

Dredging through mud and rain 
With flails they beg redemption. 
To punish the flesh, absolve disgrace 
Flaggelation a final solution. 

The Angel watches the sickened town 
Counting the seven on his hands, 
With eyeless face and withered grin, 
With whetstone to his scythe 

The black clouds overhead 
Dripping with evil omens 
The thunder roars and silence falls 
The pale riders of the dead 

The Riders of the dead have come