The King of the Dead

What pleasures do you seek from me?
What knowledge is it you want to learn?
What are the secrets you wish to be revealed?

What would you give for all the desires of your heart?

Bare with me all your burdens
And I will take you far away
No longer shall the pain of life surround you
In Halls of Death with me
You shall Stay.


I shall you give you the Promise
And the token of my great esteem.
Give to me that which I desire
And take from me that
which I offer.

Behold the Jackals come in the night
The Ghoul has risen to feast
on the flesh of rotting decay
Sunken in dark pits of gloomy hate
Smoky Haze shall be my Throne.

Come to me my Child
and take my hand
I shall you lead you on

To the Promised Land.