Divine Necromancy by Astrophobos Lyrics
Canticles in long dead tounges
Resounding once again
Chantings echo down the slopes
Of mountains shunned by men
Graves - they open
Followers of him, the sleeping
Dead god, gather ’round
The place where once an altar
To the ancient ones was found
Fleeting in the dark, wraiths beyond the limit
Summoned by the spark, chanted at the summit
Raising the knife, sanctified to slaughter
Taking a life for the one below the water
Read aloud from books forgotten by the human race
Paeans to the one that sleeps in maritime embrace
Keeping him alive in death until the spells give way
Spells that keep the priest of ancient deities at bay
Fleeting in the dark, wraiths beyond the limit
Summoned by the spark, chanted at the summit
Raising the knife, sanctified to slaughter
Taking a life for the one below the water
Canticles in long dead tounges
Resounding once again
Chantings echo down the slopes
Of mountains shunned by men
Read aloud from books forgotten
By the human race
Paeans to the one that sleeps
In maritime embrace
Fleeting in the dark, wraiths beyond the limit
Summoned by the spark, chanted at the summit
Giving him breath, feeding him the victim
His demise of death is real and not a dictum
Raising the knife, sanctified to slaughter
Taking a life for the one below the water
Resounding once again
Chantings echo down the slopes
Of mountains shunned by men
Graves - they open
Followers of him, the sleeping
Dead god, gather ’round
The place where once an altar
To the ancient ones was found
Fleeting in the dark, wraiths beyond the limit
Summoned by the spark, chanted at the summit
Raising the knife, sanctified to slaughter
Taking a life for the one below the water
Read aloud from books forgotten by the human race
Paeans to the one that sleeps in maritime embrace
Keeping him alive in death until the spells give way
Spells that keep the priest of ancient deities at bay
Fleeting in the dark, wraiths beyond the limit
Summoned by the spark, chanted at the summit
Raising the knife, sanctified to slaughter
Taking a life for the one below the water
Canticles in long dead tounges
Resounding once again
Chantings echo down the slopes
Of mountains shunned by men
Read aloud from books forgotten
By the human race
Paeans to the one that sleeps
In maritime embrace
Fleeting in the dark, wraiths beyond the limit
Summoned by the spark, chanted at the summit
Giving him breath, feeding him the victim
His demise of death is real and not a dictum
Raising the knife, sanctified to slaughter
Taking a life for the one below the water