This song can be described as a mix of styles, most notably Swedish Death Metal.
Wandering through the forest, illuminated by the full moon, the shadows begin to coalesce into beings that surround you and chant your name. They beckon you to follow. They lead you to a field where they enchant you and lead you in a prayer to the God of the Dead. As you pray, he appears, a light bursts through the hillside, and you follow the spirits into the mound.
In the moonlight
the shadows coalesce
phantoms are spawned
emerging from the darkness
beings of ethereal planes
flicker like a candle
as they chant our names
the horror we feel
the terror they impart
amplified
through the pitch of the dark
They are spirits of spectral realms
seeking to envelop
as we cower 'neath the elms
Nearly paralyzed as we shudder in fear
we realize the monstrosity is here
caught in a trance
we do as they ask
in the field
we stop and we kneel
we bow our heads
and pray to the god of the dead
the earth shakes
the ground itself begins to break
Frozen by the scene ahead
obediently
we echo the words they have said
beings of ethereal planes
flicker like a candle
as they chant our names
the horror we feel
the terror they impart
amplified
through the pitch of the dark
They are spirits of spectral realms
seeking to envelop
as we cower 'neath the elms
Nearly paralyzed as we shudder in fear
we realize the monstrosity is here
caught in a trance
we do as they ask
in the field
we stop and we kneel
we bow our heads
and pray to the god of the dead
the earth shakes
the ground itself begins to break
Light bursts through
a crack in the mound
obediently
We begin to follow...