The graveyard - The Nurturing of the Cadaver lyrics

What hand harvests the soul at d**h? What dwells beneath the tomb after the spirit has departed? What locks the Gate, the serpent's eye? He who would possess the hidden power Must pay homage to Those of the Void And provide the sustenance of Their being Their mantle of flesh long destroyed In ages past They created Bodies of flesh walked the earth And did bred diverse forms of life For Their nourishment: creatures of Their design (Some yet continue upon earth) Shaped and coloured to serve Their needs Their mantle of flesh long destroyed When life has fled the corpse In the Void They dwell without a form; Yet Their desire for the essence of matter Remains and long unremembered lusts Burn with ravenous ferocity