Born in the deepest lake of tears
From the crypts, my lair I rise
Summoned by [bad word] and pain
With southern blow I arrive
In blackest territory of your soul
Emptiness just waiting for fill
Like a shadow on the waste
I smell your excitement...
South as I arrive! 

Lead: Peter 

Hate and desire is like a prayer
So I spread my wings on the wind
I howl wild in my madness
 [bad word] to you tonight
... open soul for me! 

Lead: Peter 

Born in the deepest lake of tears
From the crypts, my liar I rise
Summoned by [bad word] and pain
With southern blow I arrive 

So I spread my wings on the wind
I howl wild in my dreams
 [bad word] to you tonight
... to raise the undead