Loss [US]
The Fog (Goatlord cover)
The thirteenth of NovemberFull moon lights the skyGhouls gather to chantThey summon the fogHorns emerge from the fogThe lamb's throat is slitBlood floods the coffinTheir shepherd is hereThe fogThe fogBlack stinking fogNow the dead shall riseFloating through the fogClutch on crucifixThe gates begin to openFinally the time has comeShepherd leads his flockInto the valley of fogThey'll wait for you...
From Letras Mania