The darkness comes
The moon screams over the endless of darkness…
The graves drink the blood of the dead…
The dark wakes their children…
And fill their veins with blood of innocents…
Take their mind to flesh…
Let them go and find their…
Blood tasted brothers and sisters…
Take them home before the son of light do…
Before the sunrise hit them with its power…
Those who stand in their way…
Will never see the son smile again…
Now come to sleep in the arms of darkness…
And wait for the moon to scream again…
Good night brothers and sisters