After the burial corpses lie stiff
Cold flesh is abandoned and left to rot
Swinging the scythe, rides through the tombs
A silent figure known as the reaper
d**h Rules Supreme
The ancient souls roaming the graveyard
Await the time for damnation to come
To claim the earth as their reign
The whole mankind will feed the conqueror worm
d**h Rules Supreme
(Those) Who were buries on unholy ground
Striking twelve, the dead shall be unbound
Prophecies were true, the graves now open wide
Cadavers leave their tombs, on the wings of d**h they ride
Heaven's angels rot, pus drains from the skies
The black curse takes it's course
Life is no more, d**h Rules Supreme!!!
The dead rule supreme