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
