Here I am for nocturnal necromancy
For the dark magick to perform my rite
Ancient knowledge studied from those old books
Written by sorcerers, written in bloodI am necromancer, I'm questioning deceased
Magick of necromancy at night on the graves
Living human beings I can not trust to them
As I trust to dead ones, raised from their gravesSoil of the graveyard moved by shovel
Oaked lid of coffin, I find from that hole
At the dead of the night cross-screws open
In moon light
I move the lid of casket, there's white-heared deadThose magic circles around this grave
And casted spells in the air
My magic wand on dead I lay
Wake up, you dead, and obey
Answer for my questions now
With your grim voice speak out loud
I command you by infernal names
For you to obey my orders
Necromancer that's what I am
I raise the dead by magic spell
I ask the questions from the dead
I'm nocturnal necromancer