In Triumph We Rot!!!

Upon this foul earth A coven of dirt The chosen ones gather in hate Cursed to the grave In endless decay Doom round our throats til the end In triumph we rot For this cursed mark We are the damned Grief enraptured Rise from the grave Forever doomed The shadows of grief Killing the light Denying the sun As we draw down the moon Way of the dark The witches entranced All for the joy of the tomb Ancient ways Light the soul Unto sabbat On the darkest road to glory The dreadful mass