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Sabbath night

above the earth to roam

terror,

the thought of the unknown

the sky is ours, blood runs warm,

the dawn,

the fear of my death.

Under the eclipse

in the trance of sorcery.

Through the woods

soldiers come marching.

Imprison us for their courts

the sinners, beyond the law,

mournful night,

above the earth we roamed.

Terror the fear of the unknown

the sky was ours,

blood is running cold

the sun is rising, eternity opens.

Dark is the night

terror of the unknown

the sky was ours,

blood runs red

the dawn is coming

I die alone.

Darkness Beckons.