§1

Draped in death

The howl of lore

Draped (draped)

In death (in death)

The howl (the howl)

Of lore (of lore)

Alas, my time is at an end

I have wallowed in self-pity

When I confessed to you

As part of final plight

Draped in death

The howl of lore

This is the last will and testament of father

The last will and testament of father

A syndicates mass in the waiting room

Like spiders weave

And rumors spread fast above regal tombs

Enacted grief

I will here unearth the secrets I've been hiding, hiding, hiding

Guide my children through my trials

Put your trust (put your trust)

In my command (in my command)

I thin the blood (I thin the blood)

I lift my hand (I lift my hand)

Draped in death

The howl of lore

(Draped in death)

(The howl of lore)

The last will and testament of father

Hear the last will and testament of father