Kathedral (In Solitude)

Followers heading against The fog over the cemetary Drifting through the silent night And from the light of their candles Dark shadows arise Cemetary The kathedral Six disciples guiding the shadows With the magical hand of doom And with the claws of darkness Spirits are torn from the graves Cemetary The kathedral The candle Burning curse Now the candle must burn And the dead will return The unholy gathering Under the ancient night sky Cemetary The kathedral The candles Burning curse