Zemial Full Moon Necrophilia
Into the forest
Into the night
The crypts I seek
Again to night
Their rotten bodies
They feed my lust
To love a corpse to night I must
Full moon necrophilia
Under the moon
On holy ground
I seek the dead
To death I am bound
I fear no axes
I fear no steel
The more they hunt me
The more I kill!
Full moon necrophilia
In the dead of night
I wonder under pure moonlight
I seek dead flesh...
Screams break the silence
I shall return
They will never find me
I shall never burn!
Screams break the silence
I shall return
They will never find me
I will return...
