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Seven witches waiting when Black Death is near in silent grace
Conjuring the damned while opening the gates of hell
Goddess, as your raging hand shall strike your spear and pierce the land
Accept my sacrifice and take my soul to realms beyond

Nightfall, reap, oh, Great Death, with your fleshless womb
When night falls again, so falls the world
See them run from your eyeless skull
Nightfall, cloak their hearts, let them fear the night
When life fades, the abyss will thrive
For when she rises, there's no turning back

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Even in my deepest, darkest dreams, it's all I see and all I feel
I gaze upon a silent world where all is black and dark

Nightfall, reap, oh, Great Death, with your fleshless womb
When night rules again, we shall destroy
Watch them flee from our ruthless force
Nightfall, burn their shrines, make them fear the night
When hope dies, the abyss will thrive
Swallow the light, let the sky turn black

She who lit the black infernal blaze that shall devour all that remains
From ancient lands, a burning greed to kill and to consume

The children of the light shall feed the insatiable lust
Of the one with seven names
And we, who stand with her names as our own
Shall conquer the thrones of humanity with force

Her wings spread out wide to cover the sun
And to strip the world of all happiness and warmth
Rise from the abyss, oh, servants of the great beast
And let us rule for all eternity

Nightfall, reap, oh, Great Death, with your fleshless womb
When night falls again, so does the world
See them run from your eyeless skull
Nightfall, cloak their hearts, let them fear our might
And from the depths of hell, we climb
To bring the night, there's no turning back

She who lit the black eternal flame that shall absorb all that remains
From ancient lands, a burning will to crush and to consume

Nightfall, reap, oh, Great Death, with your fleshless womb
When night rules again, we shall destroy
Watch them flee from our ruthless force
Nightfall, burn their shrines, make them fear the night
When hope dies, the abyss will thrive
Swallow the light, let the sun turn black

Nightfall!

Writer(s): Michael Jan Svanberg, Andreas Erik Vingback

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