Death throes the seeds of lightning 
Thunder cast in rain 
Castrate humanity 
The woman smells the game 
Complete in time intact 
And weave another year 
Demand apocalypse 
And do not despair 
IN THE DEA
D OF THE N
IGHT Danger approaches hold on tight 
Ye ancient souls 
The hounds are pacing 
Out in distant roles 
Bring in the alchemist 
And screaming mortal witch 
Sample the moonlight 
And dance with the bitch 
In the dead of the night 
Children start to die 
In a manger of blood 
Dead is the night 
Death sows the seeds of lightning 
Thunder cast in rain 
Castrate humanity 
The woman smells the game 
Complete in time intact 
And weave another year 
Hold your heads up high 
Do not despair