From The Dark ("December Moon" Demo 1986)

He stood there so many times
Funerals get orgasm from my soul
From the funeral, from the past, from the dark
The cross, a necromancer's cross
By night will strike me I die

I've died

He steps out from the dark
Cold smoke as he passes by
I tried to ignore it in the dark
Cold smoke as he passes by, I die

From the death, from the grave, from the dark
That night, by his crime, hatred, guess of death
For his sin
From the grave, I decay now, from the dark