Those Of The Night Lyrics

Those Of The Night


Storms of fire
Bring my master
Winds of evil
Bring my
master
Summoning the ancients of doom
Calling from the shadows of
dawn
Standing on the altar of stone
Raising satans legion up
high
Gathered in the ancient woodlands
Celebrating seeds of all sin
To
the sounds of hell
In the lonely night
Those of the night, so full of
might,
Like the darkest dreams,
So unreal but true
Black priest
speaks
All hail thee!!
Bring to me
Blasphemy
Chanting to the
bringer of sin
Serpent god below
Hiding in the veil of black
As the
mighty legion attacks
Those of the night, so full of might,
Like the
darkest dreams,
So unreal but true.