Obsecration - Room from the Dark Season

There is a room far, under the ground
Where enormous winged demons
With wide deformed mouths
Threw up green and orange lights

You will see inside, a world of terror and pain
You will see inside, a world of rottenness and decay
You will see inside, skeletons dancing the dance of death,
binded hand by hand, with goblins and ghouls-hand by hand

There is a room far, under the ground,
where you`ll see inside of it
the horrible shadows of the titanic bats
on the forgotten ancient church

Terror, Rottenness, Horrible shadows, Emetic smells,
Human skeletons, Headed, and
the Forbidden Necrophagical Cult, Necronomicon
Closed, in a room, from, the dark, season

You shall hear, the silent grean of the night`s wind
You shall hear, the terrible cries from the malicious ghouls
You shall hear, the weird indeterminable call of the room to you
corpses piece by piece, at inert mass of mangled fleshes-piece by piece

Looking at the room, in my tortured ears
Stopless resounds, a nightmarish noise by the echo, at the walls