Det är som mörkast före gryningen
De alla har slutat andas och luften står still
Ur stålet strömma en motståndskraft
Som brutit fasornas sigill
Who let it in
This fiend
They got entwined in the stuff of a dream
Whence came this shadow
Spreading its wings
As the dance of death begins
And so he plays the tune
As frail as the midsummer moon
Among bellflowers and devil's bite
Initiating the death night
With a song of doom
That black shadow loomed
I remember now
With a song of death
It led their souls to rest
I remember now
They were led by the devil
A procession in blood
A dance in the absence of god
Unholy force released
The power of his spell unleashed
By strange chords of blasphemy
As the serpent move on through the night
Moving away from the light
Their skeletons a blistering white
Those wounds will never heal
Leaving its mark so surreal
With a song of doom
That black shadow loomed
I remember now
With a song of death
It led their souls to rest
I remember now
They were led by the devil
A procession in blood
A dance in the absence of god
I remember now
This is their requiem
A dance in the absence of god
That black shadow has come for you
With a song of doom
I remember now
The black sleep has its grip on you
With a song of death
I remember now
They were led by the devil
A procession in blood
A dance in the absence of god
I remember now
This is their requiem
A dance in the absence of god
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