The Day of the Devil - Dead Head

The incarnation of fear

Brings the day of the offering near

Tempting all daemons

I’ve become you

Dawn of a moonless night

Showing horror in all its might

Fighting the legions

I’ve become you

In fear

We mark

The day

Towards damnation

Facing horror

The evil of man

The daemon inside you

Is killing again

The laws that I break

While the envy is still awake

Deny the power of light

I’ve become you

Prophecies of hate

Capture the soul before it’s too late

Channeling the insult

I’ve become you

In fear

We mark

The night

Beyond salvation

Creeping horror

Ending is near

Day of the devil

Striking with fear

The incarnation of fear

Brings the day of the offering near

Tempting all daemons

I’ve become you

Dawn of a moonless night

Showing horror in all its might

Fighting the legions

I’ve become you

Tables are turning

Daemons they feast

While spirits are dying

The mark of the Beast

And the faces look nasty

Gazing hollow and blind

Stare into depths

The evil you find

I resolve in the dark

Under shadows of twilight

Eyes that burn in the rain

Spirits sleep in the night

In fear

We mark

The day

Towards damnation

Facing horror

The evil of man

The daemon inside you