Beware the father who won't raise his fist high,
beware the mother, stupefied in fright.
Beware the evil growing in that silent child,
beware the demons inside every simple mind.
Faith will shepherd lambs to martyrdom
but really we slaughter 'em.
Come receive judgement so unjust
in the Church of Succubus.
Heed thee our warning for you cannot prevail,
prithee don't linger, chivalry grows stale.
Be thee defender, we will tell your woeful tale,
we feed our hunger on the hero dressed in mail.
Did you see the champion struck down,
there's just one place for you now.
Come receive judgement so unjust in
the Church of Succubus.
You will never be found, not a sight,
not a sound, forever forgotten.
And the heroes will fall In the castles
and halls, their bodies all rotten.
The fields of war,
playgrounds of the demon.
Armies are formed
and one King to lead them.
The mouth of hell full of heathen,
the King did cry "Hold fast the lines!"
Steady, brace yourselves, do not flinch,
the defenders fell, inch by inch.
That tolling bell when the blood will rain,
yeah now the blood will rain.
Kill all the light, fight the only fight
and take a bow, the master arrives.
Bemoan the evil,
devouring that stricken child.
Bemoan the demons
ruling every simple mind.
Faith will shepherd lambs to martyrdom
but really we slaughter 'em.
Come receive judgement so unjust
in the Church of Succubus.
Standing on the shoulders of giants,
watching from the statues of doom.
And power from histories tyrants,
what of the Beast of the Moon?
As fast as a lightning
and louder than thunder,
grim are the faces of the dead.
He has arrived, who wilIl survive?
Into the breach impale the beast,
and the sky is red so raise the dead.
Look in the eyes of the damned,
believe in the lie written in the sand.
The master calls, hear the horns!
Hail the King, fear not now,
he has slain Moonbeast.
And so selebrate glory days,
we have saved our homes.
We can't see what will be,
it will bury all our hope.