Beneath, the fullmoon
Covered, in gloomy clouds
Obscure, funeral spirits
Evil shadows, on haunted ground
Every night, they rise again
To meet the lords, of death again
They live on our souls, in eternity
Forced by, an ancient entity
Through the mist, I see
A circle, around the gathered souls
In the mist, I do belive
In sacred power, of ancient kind
Knights of Satan, dead boys choir
Ten ore more around a fire
Invoking dragons and demons this event
They are not the ones that God has sent
"As you reach the border, to the unknown land
Or when you are visited by the great lords of darkness
Take your time, have in mind and remember
This is not supposed to be, a comfortable land
Every night, they rise again
To meet the lords, of death again
They live on our souls, in eternity
Forced by an ancient entity
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