Pagan Spirit - Nigromancy lyrics

Over the cold stone The Phantoms are hovering Till certain time! The grief of their invisible decay is felt there And the Moon is acquiring its entirety Clothed in black wrap holding the jug Of a blood only for you Habal Garmin is called to places where Another were stopped by damned Science Of ancient Lords of the Occult The bell is vital composite of Electra - magica And it is calling Them to return This, what stayed after Them was sculpturing Them during their Lifes Through hallow voice the words of Future are narrrating From the place of Echoes Who will make the step from Circle's place His flame of life will burn out!