Three elements that form a holy triangle ...
The entrance in a parallel dimension
Where the wind transports the dead's screams
My sixth sense is in extasy
Call me!

Necropolis
Violating the death's will

The sensible mental power that perceive their presences
Codifying their signals from the dead's realm
From the total darkness they whisper in my ears
A surreal atmosphere impregnated of negativity

Necropolis
Violating the death's will

A constant recall from that crypt
A place so loaded of life and death
Where the past is still alive
Rotting walls that ooze sacred liquid
Visions altered by reality

Si introibund in requiem meam