Pagan

Nocturnal Rite

Pagan


Black Horseman with 
The pentagram on his breast 
Gallops in the night 
Only gloom is around him 
Black Horseman hurries to be on time 
He has to commit the rite 
That only he knows 
He's Emperor of the wind in the night 
The time of dark forces is coming 
Cry tears the silence 
Pain and suffering 
Are on the way again 
Black Horseman is calling the forces 
For Darkness to come 
He's asking the demons 
Of the wind to come 
He's asking the servants... 
Black Horseman goes away 
In the dead soul darkness 
By the darksome way 
There're lone fires 
Cool down in the darkness 
The way is endless for them 
Black demon wings are carrying 
Him to the Black clouds 
To look into the mystery 
of the Black winds