Old World Nites

After dusk the echoes of lost agonies
The stench of death drifting through the lanes
Ungodly voices in writhing misery
Faceless presence with eyes insane

Starlight the blood of souls invade
Twilight the living dead are searching
Now the restless are in pain

Midnight falls in shadows of new burials
The crumbled earth pushed slowly to the side
A corpse enslaved in its own tragedy
Darkest death in the hour undenied

Starlight the blood of souls invade
Twilight the living dead are searching
Now the restless are in pain

The woods alive with the sound of the pipers song
The soulless grave of a tortured borly nun
Sacred grounds in eternal damnation
The mist of this walking death
Ashes in the morning sun
Damnation

Now my soul is alive in your self

Silent and bright old world nights