Inquisition - Those Of The Night lyrics

Storms of fire Bring my master Winds of evil Bring my master Summoning the ancients of doom Calling from the shadows of dawn Standing on the altar of stone Raising satans legion up high Gathered in the ancient woodlands Celebrating seeds of all sin To the sounds of hell In the lonely night Those of the night, so full of might, Like the darkest dreams, So unreal but true Black priest speaks All hail thee!! Bring to me Blasphemy Chanting to the bringer of sin Serpent god below Hiding in the veil of black As the mighty legion attacks Those of the night, so full of might, Like the darkest dreams, So unreal but true.