Eidolon

The lord of the tower
Raises his hands
With words of dominance

That break the stone
And come back to life

Voices of hateful creatures
That should not live

Their cries and pain, are rising
From the grave, the seal is broken

Whispers between graves
Words of evil bloody faith
Burning souls
The meat is ready for the feast

Somebody claims their souls
They can't rest anymore

Doomed, damned
They can't resist
Dusk and shadows
They must rise

They crawl slowly
Creeping bodies, mouths in silence
They only obey him
The king of madness
The world will end, at dawn

Whispers between (The) graves
Words of evil fill the night
Burning souls
Meat is ready for the pyre

Burial mounds you must avoid
There are dreaming things inside
And their sleep shall not be broken
Or you will be
Meat and brains for them to eat

Whispers between (The) graves
Words of evil fill the night