The grave hill - Warhammer

Mysteries surround the forsaken and doomed grave hill

They say it’s the place where you meet all of your fears

Where the dead cannot rest in peace

And the wicked ones appear

The earth will open soon

The hunt for flesh under a full moon

They are the children of the night

So there will be no place left to hide

People have vanished there without any trace

The place where it’s always cold

And fog hangs in the air

The true secret will never be released

By the rulers of the dark

The grave hill — punishment for their sins

It will never let you sleep at ease

The grave hill — the tortures of the past

The earth on this hill is cursed eternally

You will not be able to see clear in the darkness

The summoning of all your nightmares is here

The blood of the innocent runs

Through the veins of the ground