Skeletal Season - Usurper

Nightfall upon the soil of dead

Withered scarecrow marks the summer’s end

Final harvest stripped of the earth

Through dying unveils rebirth

Drinking from the skull of a prophet…

The blood of kings

Skeletal season upon us

Autumn winds sing

Faint cries of the undead lost

Ghouls wander through the Samhain frost

Ghosts rise from a funeral pyre

Feel the warmth of the pagan fire

Withered tombs eroded by time

Ashes of the past

Smell of Autumn, the scent of death…

Together we die

I feel the autumn winds

The dead are out tonight

The cold air cuts through my skin

The unforgotten consumes my mind

Masked children dance on their graves

Acid hits, and razor blades

Burning bodies, burning hair

Spectres sift through the midnight air

Raise the goat’s horn full of ale!

Encircle the fire!

The smell of Autumn, the scent of death…

Together undead