Were all hail bent on destruction try to erase black spots on our souls
hide from a violent eruption cataclysmic engulfing us whole lay down tonight
in front of the things that conquer us all

your body it taunts me your flesh is oh so haunting.

Children of the night throw your hands up in the air
we all know we've lost the fight hope dies out
and we can see the end black days begin.

walk down this path of temptation deny the flesh ignore whats crawling below stay true,
stay gold, in front of the things that conquer us all.