Blacklands - Castle

Bloodlust and evil rising higher

Like a pagan god of fire

All through the ceremonies rotting

See the prophets veil is falling

Pray an believe

The wicked eyes

Dragged to the altar

Of shameless lies

Bloodlust and evil rising higher

Like a pagan god of fire

On the altar

Be sacrificed

Through the fire

To arise

Faces of a vast and somber dream

Haunt the past with perfect grief

Listen to the hiss of time outside

Enslave the paradox with lies

Crumble to dust

This holy light

A blackened void

Of endless night

Bloodlust and evil rising higher

Like a pagan god of fire

On the altar

Be sacrificed

Through the fire

To arise

On the altar

Be sacrificed

Through the fire

Evil rising