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They are four

In Kutna Hora

Four of them

Now forgotten

Forbidden and hiding... but there

In Kutna Hora

Attracted by the stench of ruin,

Lavish death and despair

Putrefaction and dust

Pyre and soot

They set fire to the icons

And they let us burn

They set fire to their icons

And we shall burn... but return with vengeance

We are like one in the mist

Mesmerized by funeral skies

They are four

In Kutna Hora

Four of them

Now forgotten

We are like one in the mist

Mesmerized by funeral skies

Forbidden and hiding... but there

In Kutna Hora

Four are the head, the mighty dead

We are the dark deep in your heart

We who we always go from the end to below

Four of this cries to reach the skies

Ossuary

Chapel of bones

Ossuary

Horror - Eternity seen through the skulls

Ossuary

This sacrificial rite is closed for all time

They set the icons on fire

And they let us burn

They set their icons on fire

And we will burn... but return...

With revenge to shape their existence

For the foundation of a damned chapel of bones