Inquisition Those of the Night Lyrics

Storms of fire
Bring my master
Winds of evil
Bring my master

Summoning the ancients of doom
Calling from the shadows of dawn
Standing on the altar of stone
Raising satan's legion up high

Gathered in the ancient woodlands
Celebrating seeds of all sin
To the sounds of hell
In the lonely night

Those of the night, so full of might
Like the darkest dreams
So unreal but true

Black priest speaks
All hail thee!!
Bring to me
Blasphemy

Chanting to the bringer of sin
Serpent god below
Hiding in the veil of black
As the mighty legion attacks

Those of the night, so full of might
Like the darkest dreams
So unreal but true

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