A necropolis (Greek plural: necropoleis; Latin plural: necropoles) is a large cemetery or burial ground, usually including structural tombs. The word comes from the Greek νεκρόπολις - nekropolis, literally meaning "city of the dead". Apart from the occasional application of the word to modern cemeteries outside large towns, the term is chiefly used of burial grounds, near the centers of ancient civilizations, such as an abandoned city or town. The term "necropolis" is also occasionally used in fantasy fiction to describe a city overrun by fictional creatures known as undead.
Grave field is a term for prehistoric burial grounds that do not include any above-ground structures or markers. These include row graves, urnfields, tumuli, etc.
Another famous archeological site in Pakistan is called Mohenjo-daro, which literally means "Mound of the dead".
"The Black Dahlia" was a nickname given to Elizabeth Short (July 29, 1924 – January 15, 1947), an American woman who was the victim of a gruesome and much-publicized murder. Short acquired the moniker posthumously by newspapers in the habit of nicknaming crimes they found particularly colorful. Short was found mutilated, her body sliced in half at the waist, on January 15, 1947, in Leimert Park, Los Angeles, California. Short's unsolved murder has been the source of widespread speculation, leading to many suspects, along with several books and film adaptations of the story.
Elizabeth Short was born in greater Boston, Massachusetts; she grew up and lived in Medford. She was the third of five daughters of Cleo Short and Phoebe Mae Sawyer. Her father built miniature golf courses until the 1929 stock market crash, in which he lost much of the family's assets. In 1930, he parked his car on a bridge and vanished, leading some to believe he had committed suicide. Short's mother moved the family to a small apartment in Medford, and found work as a bookkeeper. It was not until later that Short would discover her father was alive and was living in California.
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Somewhere in the desert storm, a temple rises from the sands
The relic on each walls, tells the writings of this lands
On the west Nile riverside, the Re child deals his legacy
At the expense of their lifes, slaves are marching on their knees
[Pre-Chorus]
The shadows of the sphinx
Are the keepers of a kingdom shining
The symbols of the kings
Are the sign of a empire falling
[Chorus]
Temples of Necropolis
Awaiting for sign, asign of Osiris...
A nation of strangers, is the victim of slavery
For the glory of master, slaves are dying in their misery
The remains and the scribes, are the treasures of humanity
And the tyrants of the past, are raging for eternety
[Pre-Chorus]
The shadows of the sphinx
Are the keepers of a kingdom shining
The symbols of the kings
Are the sign of a empire falling
[Chorus]
Temples of Necropolis
Dark side of white face sour
Tetanus branded in my mind
Have taste of your disease
I'm granted power over thee and thine
Execute the one who'd be king
The plague bearer shall bear his throne
I'm sickened by society
Ashamed to call this planet home
Living in the witches season
Close your eyes bow your head
Smell the air and feel the breeze
The cleansing of humanity is the chore
The instrument of destruction is the irony of holy war
Witness the end of our world
(chant of the Nephilim)
Find the darkness in yourself!
Yea! Try taste the blood from a thousand cuts,
Bless your enemies with your razor's kiss,
Bring 'em blinding shattering silver tears,
See the world behind you dead and gone,,
Where no one lives but the beasts alone,
Rise and see, rise and see, rise and see,
When the moon will share the pre-dawn sky,
Rise and see, rise and see, rise and see,
There's more to darkness than meets your eye,
Hear the eternal swallowing cosmic cries,
See my anger rising from its core,
Putrid piles of fucking human waste,
Wandering from king to king in hell,
Burning crystalline devil's flame,
Apocalyptic haunted futures seen,
Rise and see, rise and see, rise and see,
A bloodshed in the flight of dawn,
Rise and see, rise and see, rise and see,
When the moon will share the pre-dawn sky,
Rise and see, rise and see, rise and see,
There's more to darkness than meets your eye,
[solo: Adam the First Sinner]
With wanton ecstasy,
We smile and the world spins around,
You're churning me, twisting, sucking on the life,
In chaotic bliss,
See us in the world where sanity is just a fiery myth.
Toxic blood flows from our veins, in chaotic bliss,
Like skin falling off a bone,
You're churning me, sucking on the life,
With wanton ecstasy,
We smile and the world spins around,
We'd rather crawl from king to king in hell.
To ashes We fall
Paralyzed and demoralized
From unhallowed voices upon the wind
Breathing in Our damnation
Unleashing the hordes to immolate
And the darkened angels to decimate
The burning within Our chests
All Our futures laid to rest
Necropolis
These hearts of decay
A crown, buried on the heads of the damning Necropolis these hearts of
Decay a crown, buried on the heads of the damning
The shadows frenzy around the weak
A light from the blur is dimming bleak
Where We face our battles won
Wings to ride in the blistered sun
Where the voices are drowning
Into a sea of despair
Until They rise above
With bloodied fists in the air
Necropolis
These hearts of decay
A crown, buried on the heads of the damning Necropolis these hearts of
Decay a crown, buried on the heads of the damning
A march upon perdition
While We storm the gates from hell to heaven This march upon perdition
While We storm the gates from hell to heaven
Necropolis
These hearts of decay
A crown, buried on the heads of the damning Necropolis these hearts of
Decay a crown, buried on the heads of the damning
Necropolis
Sunshine
Swell life
Soak in another day
All that I need
Is a reason to go
You and I
Could fly away
We'd go up
And never come back down
From Heaven you know
Wake me
Revolve
In my wounds
Lay down your enemy
On the altar of refined deception
Hate me
I'm all over you
Reset the harmony
Like a fire in the night
Pushing closer
East side silence
One last warning
West side
Let all be friends
Every nation
Thank you
For putting down your arms
This was the war
To end all wars
This was the war to save democracy
Wake me
Like nails in my spine
Let's play the tragedy
In the fire of
A last temptation
Hate me for wasting my time
On commonalities
In the name of self-respect
Don't wait too long
Don't harvest too late
May I wish you won't
Believe in your fate
Wake me
Revolve
In my wounds
Lay down your enemy
Hate me for wasting my time
On commonalities
I've never seen you look so old
Your limbs are numb and your body's cold
I see your angels smiling down at me
I hear your angels crying out for me
And I want to love, but the feelings stick
And I try to push, but it's never enough
And I want to speak, but the words get stuck
And I try to run, but it's never enough
And I see your smile and it looks like death
Into your eyes all I see is death
And I don't need your angels smiling down at me
Set sail to a place where evil dwells Sail the seas of blood to reach the gates of hell Journey to the darkest known domain To a place where only death remains
As if possessed in a trance we enter the gates Within this mystic world our fate awaits Behind these massive pillars made of stone We make our way through a maze of human bones
Mysterious City of the dead Delirious A portal now ahead
In rivers of madness, in oceans of grief Mysterious power beyond belief In temples and tombs of a world most unreal Its terrible secrets will soon be revealed
A freezing wind pierces my soul Lost in the mist, lost all control Sinister visions torturing me At last I turn to insanity
Our quest, our search for the key The power that will set us free Desire, immortality The answer will be the end of me
Within sepulchral Catacombs we brood Trapped inside this monolithic tomb The mother of darkness, the eater of souls Submit to the mystical power she holds
[A necropolis on a November night]
[THE CORPSE]
"Unruly moon,
Why dost Thou thus unleash Thy hounds,
Which howling break the silent tune:
Our breathing space resounds.
"Or chase, not to break, the orbit of old:
To wax and to wane like the waves,
Which gravitate towards Thy caelestial cold
And we in our lowly graves."
[HECATE]
"Replenished is the Lantern
But the waxen waves pursue
Reflection in your extant eyes,
Which lidless still wink at them,
While until dawn's dew
Nature may yield to your sighs."
[THE CORPSE]
"Memento, my fellow corpses, the menacing Muse
'Mongst the carnival of Paris
In 1832 to swell His revenues.
"Does there ring a knell? How this fearful Fiddler reaped
The crowd of souls,
With high-handed sway His human hoard heaped.
[Aside]:
"As for us, as Orpheus first in glory thrived,
We his partisans
Forwent our skill, which Death should have revived,
Outperformed and quiet."
"But fasting has done,
Therefore let us our state requite."
[Enter SELENE, ARTEMIS and HECATE as onlookers-the Danse Macabre. Exeunt the goddesses. Enter DEATH playing the violin.]
[THE LATE DOCTOR]
"Let us not with cracking din harrow,
Alarm the dead in bliss.
Retry thy toil, Bow, mine to dismiss:
Recast thy amorous arrow.
"Bow, at thy strings let wind shudder with glee
Undying harmony solemnize.
No greater artist of cure shall rise
Than Thou, booked for eternity."
[THE CORPSE]
"A puppet, amenably ensnared by the Fiddler's strings,
A voice at least, rising up to fall.
Where some may live the frozen moments of our wasted wings,
Others, indifferent, but sprawl.
"Bar him who on a farandole abreast insisted,
Who pardoned the Pariah in His stall
Freely for partaking in the grand parade of Paris,
Within his own vocation to cover all."
[The sun is rising. THE CORPSE levels his last speech at DEATH]
"Unruly Law,
I may loathe how with contenders Thou viest,
When masked 'mongst a masquerade all the more
All having en masse enticed.
"Yet I owed to Thee, which Thou didst confine,
Ambition not unspoken for,
But Thou canst not ever Thyself undermine,
Hence mute is Thy music: Encore!"
[DEATH]
"Agile fools, do not trim -as ye define-
My fearsome form of old
With frothy flattery;
Timeless air I breathe as to engulf
Such outcries brief and bold,
"Casualties, as ere long the loyal dawn
Shall Nature from Her apogee
To Her source restore.
True to form, the honours of last word,
Last laugh and dance are mine
I see no stars in the sky
No clouds are passing by
I see no sun nor moon
Necropolis-The city of doom
The sand glows grey and cold
Outside the city, where i stand and behold
The bleached bones rises high
Necropolis-Made of those who have died
In a shroud i am dressed
As if i laid to my final rest
Twisted souls welcome me
Necropolis- My sanctuary
Necropolis- Mourns and wails
Melted world
Chaos exonerated - dominates
Fire walks around...
Blast
Nuclear attack - total genocide
All Gates are wide opened now!
But we are here
We will survive
With scorched wings spread
We'll fly above
Look upon the red horizon
New generation comes now
The Future, The seed of Fire
Soon we'll absorb You all
Lead: Peter
But we are here
We will survive
With scorched wings spread
So look upon the horizon
New generation comes now
The Future, The seed of Fire
Soon we'll absorb You all
Through the jungle by the river Styx
I've journed long and far this day
Lurking shadows in the parapets
Will never make me turn away
Darkened city veiled in crimson mist
Entombed in time without decay
Never thought it would be like this
It feels like I'm living inside a dream
But my mind tells me I'm
Lost in Necropolis, lost in Necropolis
Lost in Necropolis, lost in Necropolis
Now I know what it's like to be
Inside the city of the dead
All I think of is breaking free
>From all the spells chained to my head
Sword and axe are my destiny
I watch the stars turning blood red
There is light yes I've got to believe
For this feels like living inside a dream
I know now that I am
Lost in Necropolis, lost in Necropolis
Lost in Necropolis, lost in Necropolis
I have seen your cities burning
I have felt your daughters yearning
For the peace before the tides of war
I have witnessed funeral pyres
Burning bright with man's desire
I will fight the demon horde forever more
The world is full of mysteries
That men have never seen before
Magik lives in all dynasties
The light of love shines ever more
In the crypt of Atlantean Kings
I found what I was looking for
Magik Trident of Volusia's Sea
I know it's like living inside a dream
But don't you ever get
Lost in Necropolis, lost in Necropolis
Father I know that you've witnessed a darkness in me
Twas spawned in shadows of the old gallow's tree
I'm but a sad depraved reflection of our inhumanity
The warped exaggeration of the lost and darkest of dreams
Bring forth a wrath of cleansing fire
Here now in mankind's bleakest hour
Born of a casket I'm the heir to a corpse
I've eyes that see maggots through the thin flesh they bore
I shall bloody my hands til the last breath be torn from me
So blindly we walk the winds of these plaged streets
Dead the once feeling part of me
O lord divine please break this silence
Destroy your race of faceless liars
At the edge of existence
We the clays of intention have ripened in your image
Ah the binds of tradition
Your archaic deception numbs our empty beings
City that stands on a million graves
In a world full of hatred to fear enslaved
Countless the dead slaughtered in your name
Not a utter of your voice have you once repaid
No above no below just a man letting go
When all my earthly desire is disowned
No screaming sirens should sound
No revelations profound
Simply lowered into the ground
That's just what I'll be dead in the dirt
So blindly we walk the winds of these plagued streets
Dead the once feeling park of me
Bring forth a wrath of cleansing fire
Here now in mankinds bleakest hour
O lord divine please break this silence
Destroy your race of faceless liars
Mass corruption environment destruction
Chaotic disruption in a land of dysfunction
People cheat and lie they steal and then cry
Before they pass away they come and ask why
The devils gonna get your soul
The devil's gonna get your soul
Somebody tell me, tell me am I already dead
I'm seein' more and more maybe it's all in my head
Everywhere we go a dead body
This whole wide world is a cemetery
Everywhere we go a dead body
This whole wide world is a cemetery
Has it come to this the whole wide world a necropolis
Before we come to find out why many more will have to die
Lie my body here to rest place my arms across my chest
Forgive me for my mortal sins before my afterlife begins
Somebody tell me tell, me am I already dead
I'm seein' more and more maybe it's all in my head
Everywhere we go a dead body
This whole wide world is a cemetery
Everywhere we go a dead body
To ashes we fall
Paralyzed and demoralized
From unhallowed voices upon the wind
Breathing in our damnation
Unleashing the hordes to immolate
And the darkened angels to decimate
The burning within our chests
All our futures laid to rest
Necropolis
These hearts of decay
A crown, buried on the heads
of the damning
Necropolis
these hearts of decay
a crown, buried on the heads
of the damning
The shadows frenzy around the weak
A light from the blur is dimming bleak
Where we face our battles won
Wings to ride in the blistered sun
Where the voices are drowning
Into a sea of despair
Until they rise above
With bloodied fists in the air
Necropolis
These hearts of decay
A crown, buried on the heads
of the damning
Necropolis
these hearts of decay
a crown, buried on the heads
of the damning
A march upon perdition
While we storm the gates
from hell to heaven
This march upon perdition
While We storm the gates
from hell to heaven
Necropolis
These hearts of decay
A crown, buried on the heads
of the damning
Necropolis
these hearts of decay
a crown, buried on the heads
Many have walked upon this path before me.
Many have been tricked, but I was not.
Here many spirits are haunting me.
I feel the untouchable fear.
It is empty but my eyes still see,
although they are covered by tears.
I still hear the screams of sorrow.
This is the beauty that fills my soul.
In our hands we carry the ancient flame.
The most powerful weapon of all times it is.
We walk in the footsteps of our ancestors.
They who once proudly came here to die.
We are at the same place, but yet another age.
Certain things will always remain the same.
We are now falling into other souls.
They are so many but yet alone.
Everything we pass are scary piles of pain.
That who has been will be burned into our brains.
Unbreakable are the chains of our memories.
Never will I be the one who denies to see.
Still I am able to touch the fear.
Screaming are the thoughts who call upon my soul.
Love is not all and will not come to you here.
Here the silent sorrow tells the whole story.
Now I can see that very spot to myself.
(Scharf, Röderer / Krull)
Every night of my favor
Every night I'm gonna meet you
I love your coldness
Let me touch your deadly emptiness
Necropolis
Faded flowers
I like the smell of rotten beauty
Forsaken gravestone
Every morning I find myself lying on
Necropolis
Scene of horror- place of peace
Theatre of macabre- everlasting feast
Forbidden pleasure- my secret love
Wistful trauma- eternal resting place
Disembody lust- your body is dust
Blackened lady- womb of the dead
Darkness warms me
Dancing all night on the graves
My sweet 'tender'
One day I'll join you forever
Necropolis