Letra de ' Holiday In The Cemetery ' de Spiritus Mortis

I have the right
To spend my time as I wish
You can go to a beach
While I fall into abyss

Holiday in a cemetery
With my silent friends

In the twisted atmosphere
Of necromantic pleasures
Open graves
Offered their treasures

Out of tune music of her funeral procession
Mortuary tray my only possession

Intoxicated
By all that is evil and wrong
High on the fumes
Ascending from a grave

I summon all the spirits that I fear
I summon the bringer of death to come here
In the name of he who was cast from the sky
I want to destroy everything that keeps this world alive

I need to feel the atmosphere of death
I need to inhale its air
Solitude among the stones
To lie down in death's lair

Absence of life
Wordless silence
Friends long gone
Alone for hours

I haven't been in heaven
But I surely have been in hell
Still it's so much more
Than what you have in the sewers where you dwell
Invite me to my funeral, all death is pure
Life is disease and suicide its only cure

Transfigurations among the tombs
Equal in death, superior in life, torn from wombs
Hate towards the living, love towards the dead
Necrophile, born to die, a connoisseur of dread