| Song | Into Night's Requiem Infernal |
| Artist | Novembers Doom |
| Album | Into Night's Requiem Infernal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 2000 years, the child, the king | |
| Taunted by the demons who prey | |
| Beyond this day, foreseen by your God | |
| Where is he when the darkness comes? | |
| They come for him, hatred bound | |
| Evil guided by the only son | |
| Remove the one they fear the most | |
| And only then the darkness crawls | |
| They shall rise, to take what’s theirs | |
| Removing the virus that feeds on the weak | |
| In Hells celebration, the loss of a king | |
| Into night’s requiem infernal | |
| What sort of man will he become? | |
| A living strain upon our kind | |
| He will be raised to serve his fathers name | |
| And only in death, this martyr will fail | |
| They shall rise, to take what’s theirs | |
| Removing the virus that feeds on the weak | |
| In Hells celebration, the loss of a king | |
| Into night’s requiem infernal | |
| Black clouds devour the light, wicked world, this chosen birth | |
| The scent of nightly rain, to mask the smell of death | |
| Arriving with dusk, to steal the faith in man | |
| A chance not willing to take, serpents tongue that smells the fear | |
| They shall rise, to take what’s theirs | |
| Removing the virus that feeds on the weak | |
| In Hells celebration, the loss of a king | |
| Into night’s requiem infernal |
| 2000 years, the child, the king | |
| Taunted by the demons who prey | |
| Beyond this day, foreseen by your God | |
| Where is he when the darkness comes? | |
| They come for him, hatred bound | |
| Evil guided by the only son | |
| Remove the one they fear the most | |
| And only then the darkness crawls | |
| They shall rise, to take what' s theirs | |
| Removing the virus that feeds on the weak | |
| In Hells celebration, the loss of a king | |
| Into night' s requiem infernal | |
| What sort of man will he become? | |
| A living strain upon our kind | |
| He will be raised to serve his fathers name | |
| And only in death, this martyr will fail | |
| They shall rise, to take what' s theirs | |
| Removing the virus that feeds on the weak | |
| In Hells celebration, the loss of a king | |
| Into night' s requiem infernal | |
| Black clouds devour the light, wicked world, this chosen birth | |
| The scent of nightly rain, to mask the smell of death | |
| Arriving with dusk, to steal the faith in man | |
| A chance not willing to take, serpents tongue that smells the fear | |
| They shall rise, to take what' s theirs | |
| Removing the virus that feeds on the weak | |
| In Hells celebration, the loss of a king | |
| Into night' s requiem infernal |
| 2000 years, the child, the king | |
| Taunted by the demons who prey | |
| Beyond this day, foreseen by your God | |
| Where is he when the darkness comes? | |
| They come for him, hatred bound | |
| Evil guided by the only son | |
| Remove the one they fear the most | |
| And only then the darkness crawls | |
| They shall rise, to take what' s theirs | |
| Removing the virus that feeds on the weak | |
| In Hells celebration, the loss of a king | |
| Into night' s requiem infernal | |
| What sort of man will he become? | |
| A living strain upon our kind | |
| He will be raised to serve his fathers name | |
| And only in death, this martyr will fail | |
| They shall rise, to take what' s theirs | |
| Removing the virus that feeds on the weak | |
| In Hells celebration, the loss of a king | |
| Into night' s requiem infernal | |
| Black clouds devour the light, wicked world, this chosen birth | |
| The scent of nightly rain, to mask the smell of death | |
| Arriving with dusk, to steal the faith in man | |
| A chance not willing to take, serpents tongue that smells the fear | |
| They shall rise, to take what' s theirs | |
| Removing the virus that feeds on the weak | |
| In Hells celebration, the loss of a king | |
| Into night' s requiem infernal |