Let the fever take hold of the atmosphere
Turn to days gone dark
A lost mortality to even the score
Left for none to see
Stagnant lay the force undying
Pulseless and inanimate
Nothing can reverberate
Now within the rotten core
Stem the flow of life

Feed into the animus
Activate necrogeny

In the hour of repentance
None will come, none will answer
To an end where there will be no masters
I see you rise up from stillness
Rise up from the end
Hateful is the claymant to the throne
Rise against the shadow
Charge into the night
Through necrogeny reborn

Animize the remnants of the wilful
Mind bent on destruction and death
Unleash what the cells have kept
Shackled in the darkness never to be seen

Feed into the animus
Activate necrogeny

In the hour of repentance
None will come, none will answer
To an end where there will be no masters
I see you rise up from stillness
Rise up from the end
Hateful is the claymant to the throne
Rise against the shadow
Charge into the night
Through necrogeny reborn