Funeral

Funeral march, desperate crying
Echoes spread among the tombs
Bell tolls the triumph of the death
The grim reaper rides the black horse

Opening the gates of the graveyard
Mournful rite! Fake tears from their eyes
Guilty souls fear the inferno
Twisted minds filled with hate and lies

No one will rest in peace

Sepulchral voices among the gravеs
Dead's faces set in stonе
Rotten cross, God is dead
Crown of thorns, dripping blood

Funeral march, desperate crying
Echoes spread among the tombs
The grim reaper rides the black horse
Enlightened by the inverted torch