The Death Empire On Burial Ground Pt. I 가사

A burial ground of olde Lieth waste and forgotten Beyonde impenetrable woods With covered Paths untrodden The olde ones could have remembered Tales so many centuries olde That Death had not been conquered By forces of goodness and lighte The fools lull unaware In their sense of securitie Believing still in fairies that A day followeth ev'rie nighte The North wind carries forth The breath of pestilence The odour of death The wolves and rats long hidden Crawl out of their dreary wombs Paving the rotten roads with bloode That their Emperor once will walk Oh dreamer, can you remember The Last time the birds did sing? And when you turned your eyes blinde As all turned grey that once was green? The Death Empire On Burial Ground Hath slept for centuries, but is awakening now The Ships of the Dead art Setting Sails Awaiting the Emperor's return Far away, the sharpened scythe is twinkling As the Full Moone weareth her palest dress The weak slaves of the lighte will once again bow To Him who retaketh his skullthrone The Coffin Ships leave the harbours again The Emperor returneth to His land The Death Empire On Burial Ground...