Sabbath

Thy Despair

Compositor: Nephilim

At night, when darkness falling dow
And day star folds the shiny wings
The Luna pours its frigid light
On shadows sneaking in the mist

Behear, the turnskin howling near
He craves for infant virgin blood
Behold the witches' cauldron glowing bright
And besom riders rule the night

Join our fairy hangout
Come dance in circle with the dryads

Now we'll play a little game
It's you who we will immolate

Moon in the sky
Demons arise
Watch their chilling cold eyes
Your tiny life
Is to be sacrificed
Night will conceal you demise

Run, while you're able
Death will catch anyway
Nocturnal and fabulous meadow
Becomes your perpetual grave