In The Darkness

In Solitude

The mass passed on through the mist
 A procession of dark coats
 Held high the crucifix

 The darkness grew formless
 With secret mysteries
 The vast night revealed it's face
 Over the long dead trees

 The darkness thrived relentless
 The black mass they were all nameless
 They spoke the words of elder kings

 In the darkness
 At the hill
 In shapes of demons
 With urge to kill

 Dark bells were tolling
 The conjunction had begun
 The procession moved on slowly
 Into the beyond!

 The darkness thrived relentless
 The black mass they were all nameless
 Ancient demons unfold their wings

 Still the rain kept falling
 The mass passed on through the mist
 A procession of dark coats
 Held high the crucifix