Heretic Death Cult's Rebirth (Devoted To Death part I) Lyrics

Old forgotten Goddess
Ancient and ageless
The fires of the faithful
Relights a brown candle

The pale idol has raised
Worshipped and praised
Out of an ancient coffin
Comforting minds in ruin

Devotees bow before
Her, Goddess of yore
Both the living and the lifeless
Get comfort and peacefulness

She swallows the stars
And a new day is ours
In the light of a new morn
Death is now life reborn

Her gaunt fleshless face
Veiled in fine white lace
Skinny Lady of the Dead
Yet don’t arouse dread

Shadow of greater might
Bathed in candlelight
Which pierces the veil
Covering the Deathly Pale

Pale light of a candle
The insight to handle
The power of the kingdom
Of the dead and its wisdom

The dead at her feet
Posthumous heartbeat
The living on their knees
Honour her at her will

Smoke shrouds the altar
And improves the power
Of candles, She answers
To all of our prayers

Queen of the underworld
Her fingers grip the world
Heretic morbid death cult
Heartfelt devotees exult