The Conjuring Lyrics

The Conjuring lyrics

They raise their glasses, as he surveys unseen

Wrath is increasing, anger makes his eyes gleam

Seeing his foes, celebrating their victory

He gives a promise, that he will destroy his enemy

Godforsaken fools..... I will return



Raise, raise, my dark fiends of light

Up from your graves, into the night

Raise, raise, my dark fiends of light

Up from your graves, into the night



As he stands nearby, he speaks the incantation

Tearing the dead, back from their damnation

Ground starts to quake, as they return from their graves

Thousands of corpses, rushing ahead like waves

Godforsaken fools..... I will return



Raise, raise, my dark fiends of light

Up from your graves, into the night

Raise, raise, my dark fiends of light

Up from your graves, into the night



Follow him blind, they have heard his call

Incessantly marching, heading for the fall

Clattering blades, made to strike and kill

Thirsting for blood, their task they will fulfill



Raise, raise, the dark fiends of light

Up from your graves, into the night

Raise, raise, the dark fiends of light

Up from your graves, into the night