Down to the bowels of this earth
There you shall reighn with the swine
Antichrists Mother giving birth
Fore ever in time
Follow not with your heart
But with your soul
For time of power has come
Drink of you fill me full
Oh, where are you Morning Star
Lurking in the shadows
Where is Hell tell me how far
Your name so hallowed
Where is your mark
Under this blood red moon
The time is near
So very soon
With your blood soaked wings of sorrow
What of this reighn in blood
Clean me out so hollow
Ride upon the sinners fear
The Gates of Hatties drawing near
Make preperations for the end
Come take the Mark
Writhe with me my damned freind
Night Shadows LLP Copywrite 2006
