old rocks from the castle
stench of dust and time in crypt
doors of oak fall and fester
secrets untold these walls will keep
the ritual of eternal damnation
a stalker in the travel to the underworld
a spectre who will not let you sleep the sleep of death
the evil priest chants the words
darkness and void start their work
a course betraying all the guardians
of the gates to the dimensions of death
there will be no end, no arrival
eternally doomed to flee from an alien guest
in the grave-realm of arcane and dismal
dead but never reaching the final rest