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"Guardian of the Afterlife Gates (Necromantical Conclaves)”

Black Night of the Living Death

Generates old Cemetery's Breath

From the Crypts a swirling Evil

Renews the Cult of Shadows Medieval

The Time of Nocturnal Ravenous

Open are Catacombs the Cavernous

The Dead leave their Graves

I am one of Necromantical Conclaves

I am he who howls in the night

I am he who moans in the snow

I am he who hath never seen light

I am he who mounts from below

My chariot is the chariot of death

My wings are the wings of dread

My breath is the north wind's breath

My prey are the cold and the dead

The winds of darkness sweep me away

To guard hidden afterlife's gateway

A secret Entrance for the Damned Souls

Possessing the Wisdom of Dark Scrolls

I am he who howls with them in the night

I am he who moans with them in the snow

I am he who leads the witchcraft dance

With spirits thrown in mournful trance