كلمات 12th Rising

The veil of nocturnal beauty Drowns the daylight flames And so it broods beyond the depths Of the horizon never seen by the eyes of man Awakened by the twilight's kiss The nightly rebirth of evil The paleness itself has risen From its slumber to reach out in its full shape The midnight strikes again The wicked ones have returned December rises the damnation Like a black burning dagger it rips the sky Heaven weeps so feeble, as it glows Sunset has brought this shadowcast Sunset brings the sign Which causes the final summoning Of ravens, serpents and even the owls The choir of wolves echoes The eclipse is now complete Thousands of throats are howling To praise its supreme, infernal glare Scarletburn, evening mist Stormwinds of death come forth! The gathering of nightfall's beings Impaled the morning grace The dawn lies raped, shredded and strangled And so does the afternoon Light's erased, and with the darkness it lurks Smiling, glowing so proud The midnight strikes again The wicked ones have returned December rises the damnation Like a black burning dagger it rips the sky Heaven weeps so feeble, as it glows