In the dark of the night we are demons in silence

In the light of the moon we are the storm of the damned

In the heat of the wild we are the bloodred horizon

Stand anywhere we land



In the call of the wild we are the thunder and lightning

In the roar of the fight we are the sword in your rear

In the heart of the night we are the call of the sirens

Near anytime you fear



We are the dark of the night

We are the sermon of fight

We bring the nightside sacred and wild



In the light of the morning we are preachers and tyrants

By the break of the dawn we are the dark of the land

By the first of the sunlight we are strong as the bible

Stand anywhere we land



When the dark of the night has come we stand up as wild men

When the land of the living dies we rise from the dead

When the last of the sun has gone or exile

We head sanctify the dead



We are the dark of the night

We are the sermon of fight

We bring the nightside sacred and wild