Pitch-black box Death unlocks Consume us all Feed on our souls
A black cursed casket Carved from wood, by the devil's hand Filled with relics Left by the dead, this box is damned
Thou shalt not open Engraved in blood above the lock Yet countless mortals Have heard the dead, from inside, knock
Pitch-black box Death unlocks Consume us all Feed on our souls
I thrust the skeletal key inside Turn six times left, then three times right Oh pitch black box, show me what you hide And grant me the treasures from beyond the light
Pitch-black box Death unlocks Consume us all Feed on our souls
Pitch-black box Death unlocks Kill them all Feed on their souls
