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I feel the magic in the air, my personal dismal lair

And sepulchral fog is passing by

The odor of rotten decay, the funeral mist I inhale

Graveyard candles lit the funeral sky

Taphophilia define my groan

Under a mystic glare of the moon

Taphophilia take over me soon

Through misty cemetaries I roam

And epitaphs will guide me

In this magical night, the presence of death takes me high

While I'm dwelling in deepest melancholy

I'm all alone at this place, the dead won't face my disgrace

Call the wolf howling my unspoken eulogy

Taphophilia define my groan

Under a mystic glare of the moon

Taphophilia take over me soon

Through misty cemetaries I roam

And epitaphs will guide me

Taphophilia

awake my addiction for the unknown

Ohh taphophilia

awake my addiction for the unknown

Am I buried alive into this starless night?