A noise in the silent cemetery... a shovel, bones, smell of death, rotten bodies...

Strange sounds from the ancient unholy church, rites of black magic...

 

The ready of black reads the red hook of Macabria

The crow on her shoulder calls the dead...

...for the ceremony of blood...

The undertakers opens the coffin of Luciferia

 

Now the lady in black reads the unholy words

Lady in black:

"Come to us ancient spirit of Macabria...

We are waiting for you

Give me the dark power of life and death...

We want the foreigner..."

 

Luciferian take the knife... cut the child's throat,

She rises the chalice and ours inside the blood

The crows lick the drops fallen on the ground

The undertaker digs the graves for the new dead comers...

The undertaker:

"There's no return for you foreigner... eh eh...

Macabria wants you... and you soul..."