In nocturnal rapture The armies gather Drunk on blood And crushed paraphernalia Severed christian heads Dangle from clenched fists Our war cry echoes
through the people, and on through the mist To the hill of the headless cross Where all witches meet, on a night such as this, And the power of darkness
more. Grievance; fro? the horizon she comes? I wonder if I could stay in His world, ?cause sooner or later this pain must end! My life? it cries to be free, but legions
or later this pain must end! Pain must end! My life: it cries to be free, His life cries, but soon to be free: but legions of stars: the stars suffers
the night! And legions of angels out from Heav'n fly: Oh, how they soar above the mountains high! I am the Light: That Leads to Darkness! I am
mind For the souls lost in endless time Searching never ending For the chaos ascending You forgot the spirits All times pretending Passing shades of darkness
I cover the trail behind me, stay out of the light There's something alive in the darkness I can feel the power and it's might For years I have walked
. A light forces mighty brethren in a vesture of decay. They are the legions of the night. Turning darkness into... turning the dark into light. Behold
light forces mighty brethren in a vesture of decay. They are the legions of the night. Turning darkness into... turning the dark into light. Behold
There's silence, in the dark. There's the fire, ready to start. Stone pages, inked by fury. The exception of the damned. They are calling, out my
creatures living Creatures from the dark Then I had a vision, maybe Devastation comes down And Earth needs some hope Aliens coming to fight Legions of
bliss unchallenged mighty feast, Unending dances shadowed on the day. Within their walls, their daunting formless keep, Preserved their joy and kept their doubts at bay. Faceless legions
crucifix ever Kept the vampires away Nightside, nightside Open wide, open wide Nightside, hell-born Nightside, devil-spawn Darkness, in our poor eyes Helps the night to disguise The legions
Souls black as night But it's nothing for the children of God to fight We wrestle not with flesh and blood But with the principalities fo darkness
Oh, god, my god... it happened... it happened! Dargor mortally struck the queen of the dead and called the mighty gargoyles against the legions of darkness
offed ya I hate what you become Hate you have your freedom Hate watchin your reruns Hate givin you refunds I call em how I see em When I see scum I free from The legions
desired at last..." After so many milleniums, my name again will be Listen well children of the frost, to my unholy stoy... In my icy stronghold I sat Gazing at dark
