You must be pagan people by the way you dress and look absence of the holy book give you away in a crowd stop and listen to me i can save your soul follow blind like the sheep they are looking for someone to lead spilling blood in hypocrisy in the name of god fools of the modern world listen with their eyes blind to my soul they want to save the people in black we are fear we can walk through walls to be seen we cannot be found we are darkness we are night to be heard we cannot be touched throw your weapons down there are no guns here the only weapon is fear we are the magick ones the avenging sons we are the circle of light throw your weapons down there are no guns here the only weapon is fear we are the magick ones the avenging sons we are the circle of light