Praise unto king of all times
The master of death has intervened
Commander of the soul, and necromancy
And in the underworld I shall meet your face
It rings beyond the echoes of my dreams
I feel retaliation in my vengeful scream

The smell of rotten minds has infected society
The back stabbers and the sly thieves of gold
Those who steal the effort of the others and proclaim to have created it all

witness and see
I triumphant I
Above you all
Liars and thieves

I raise the feather of justice upon the grave of treachery

Invoking godhead before me
The wheel shall be turned and bestowed like a perfect pyramid

witness and see
I triumphant I
Upon them all
Liars and thieves

Praise unto king of all times
The master of death has intervened
Commander of the soul, and necromancy
And in the underworld I shall meet your face
It rings beyond the echoes of my dreams
I feel retaliation in my vengeful scream

I am the sun of the risen one
I am destroyer of destruction
I am announcer of the truth
I demolisher of wicked lies
Your face, It rings beyond the echoes of my dreams
I feel retaliation in my vengeful scream
Souls are stuttering, commander of the soul
When the smell of death starts to appear
But I have no fear I
Necropotence