💀 Necromantic Serenade

"You really shouldn't have called him Pandaboy! These guys are very serious about their corpse-makeup."

Yes, Lichard Tombson is no joker when it comes to facial paint or demonic growls. I'm sorry if this black metal tune makes your ears bleed like a rusty faucet! It seems our audio engineer got carried away with the distortion pedal again. Rest assured, we'll turn down the volume next time and make it less grating on your eardrums! :D

Come Hither, My Pale Beloved,
Join Me In The Realm Below,
Where The Sun Never Shines,
Death's Cold Embrace, Forevermore.

The Beauty Ov The Bony Frame,
Skinny Boys So Tantalizing,
Ribs Like The Claws Ov The Crows,
Hips Like The Curve Ov The Moon.

Dance Among The Graveyard Stones,
As The Stars Fade In The Night,
Whispering Sweet Nothings To The Dead,
Embracing Them In Our Cold, Cold Arms.

Lovely Ribs And Waists So Thin,
Draw Me Near To Stroke Their Chin,
They Shiver Under My Icy Stare,
As I Feed On Their Cold Despair.

The World May Forget Us,
The Living May Move On,
But Our Love Remains Eternal,
A Bond Forged By Death And Darkness.

Come Hither, My Pale Beloved,
Join Me In The Realm Below,
Where The Sun Never Shines,
Death's Cold Embrace, Forevermore.