Ensorcelled Spirits

Enthralled enthralled Controlled controlled I am the keeper of your very soul Enthralled enthralled Controlled controlled I am the keeper of your very soul Manifestation of the spirits In the shadow of the fallen we rise Raised up our farce In the light our loss We are the children of the night We are to fulfil his sight Destruction of what is holy Decrepit matrimony We are the children of the night We are to fulfil his sight Destruction of what is holy Decrepit matrimony A failed insurrection Seditious action a rebellion Cast out of the kingdom That our ancestors built with our blood Now you will crawl On your belly like so many No longer a son of the morning No heroes no light Satan takes flight We are the children of the night We are the children of the night We are the children of the night We are the children A Parthenon recreated Modern man has become disassociated Unworthy of the level or square We will overturn what is freedom With our cult devoid of reason The anthem you sing Knows not of the devils you bring I am the bringer of this fight Prepare for war we must unite Desperation the ruling class The average man will kneel at last I am the bringer of the night Casting stones sinfully delight Never forget the sixth of Jan Hillbilly treason of the orange man For I am the keeper of the spark The light of our loss