Dying Beneath

With Evil In Eye They Arise At Night Spreading Wings Over Moonshine Skies When They Ascend With Winds To Flight Then It Is Time For The Darkened Tide To Arrive Desecrated Domains Dying Beneath Delighted They Spread Death To Acheve A Kingdom Of Bones And Frozen Eyes Ravished Souls Still Tortured In Ice The Vision Is Black With Spots Of Red The Goal Is Death And Sorrow To Dwell And Fear To Strike The Pethetic Breed Complete Evil Is What They Acheve They Will Bring The Divine Sons Head On A Pole Then Multiply The Nails In His Father Then In Mystical Rites Cry And Spread Their Shadows Of Murder I Great Them Also To Give Me Wings They Need Not Seek To Take My Heart Heel To Heel We Will Rise In The Winds To Fly With Glowing Eyes And Crush The Foundations Of Light We See Them As Plague Us As Remedy We Are Streams Of Bloodlust Coming Down Soon To Become A River