The moon is shining full and bright Strange figures move in the streets Dressed in dark cloaks, unholy in sight Scornful eyes, to the temples they steer
The entrance is guarded by loyal priests Caught in the act - they have no chance They look into the eyes of the beasts As those drop their cloaks
Blood is running down the stairs As the priests take a last breath
The altar appears in the gloomy light On this darkest night The altar appears in the gloomy light On this darkest night Unholy, unholy, unholy magic in the night
They surround the altar one by one Fanatically, they await the ancient magic Knowing just what they have done Released a force that should be banned
Now that the altar's desecrated They speak chants to seal their deeds None of the priests they hated Should be able to practice white magic again
The altar has been desecrated To turn every spell into the oppositeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
