We arm ourselves with the righteous light Gather and fight We will unearth the grave and let the light inside The heart so grim
Free from sin The sunrise cult Tonight begins a festival of exult Like candles they will burn Burn Burn
With silver, wood and light they will ignite The rotten we'll smite
Free from sin The sunrise cult Tonight begins a festival of exult Like candles they will burn away our sins The sunrise cult Tonight begins a festival of exult Like candles they will burn
Full moon rising this cursed night White cloaks glint in the starlight Rob the graves of their deceased Put an end to their nightly feast
The superstitious gather in the mud With pikes drenched in rotten blood Oh, how fast deception spread Better make sure the dead stays deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
