Thunderstorm The Rite Lyrics

The Rite Lyrics

When sun is goin' down with its poor empire



darkness is close with its immense power



Gift of the night a full moon in the sky



fools just can flee from the spirit fly...oh yeahhh!







Sunset of lights the preachers wood desire



whispers & cries who is that prowler



Surrounded by fear a mother starts to cry



for seven daughter that's swallowed by the pain......







The rite is reborn with a new century



From ashes of buried stars



The ancient lord of the sins, oh yeah



Will return to commit the crime







Flashes & sparks shadows around a bonfire



prayers & dance the witch spreads his magic powders



Mysterious thing whose life was denied



before my eyes appear, he's back to brigh...oh yeahhh!







The rite is reborn with a new century



From ashes of buried stars



The ancient lord of the sins, oh yeah



will return to commit the crime