Satyr IX - Electric Wizard

I hear the night calling it knows my name

I hear the night screaming summoned again

My need My lust for vengeance, black wings of hate

My wrath at last has reason, legions awake!

And when the night calls

We rise, we kill

Our covens grow in darkness

Nurtured by weed and pills

Rise, Rise

Legions of Hatred

Rise, Rise

Legions of Hatred