ZOIS - Necromancy Lyrics

Gravestones holding the curse of death valley
And no one gets out of here
While strange choirs howl at the moon at black ballet
The coven of the black pope's dancing along
Rage has grown, coating the trees in death valley
And no one gets out of here
Faint's calling, death fills the air for your god's sake -
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?
Your prudence is to call and take it out
See what it is like to mold under the ground
What it's like to come undone
No pride can lead you to a place that could save you from grace
To a place beyond morals and fate
And sometimes it will work out
But the most time you will call on a void
Gravestones holding the curse of death valley
While strange choirs howl at the moon at black ballet
The coven of the black pope's dancing along
Rage has grown, coating the trees in death valley
And no one gets out of here
Faint's calling, death fills the air for your god's sake
Gravestones holding the curse of death valley
And no one gets out of here
While strange choirs howl at the moon at black ballet
The coven of the black pope's dancing along
Rage has grown, coating the trees in death valley
And no one gets out of here
Faint's calling, death fills the air for your god's sake -
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?

Gravestones holding the curse of death valley
And no one gets out of here
While strange choirs howl at the moon at black ballet
The coven of the black pope's dancing along
Rage has grown, coating the trees in death valley
And no one gets out of here
Faint's calling, death fills the air for your god's sake -
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?
Your prudence is to call and take it out
See what it is like to mold under the ground
What it's like to come undone
No pride can lead you to a place that could save you from grace
To a place beyond morals and fate
And sometimes it will work out
But the most time you will call on a void
Gravestones holding the curse of death valley
While strange choirs howl at the moon at black ballet
The coven of the black pope's dancing along
Rage has grown, coating the trees in death valley
And no one gets out of here
Faint's calling, death fills the air for your god's sake
Gravestones holding the curse of death valley
And no one gets out of here
While strange choirs howl at the moon at black ballet
The coven of the black pope's dancing along
Rage has grown, coating the trees in death valley
And no one gets out of here
Faint's calling, death fills the air for your god's sake -
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?
For what god's sake, tell me what god's sake?