Knights Of The Burning Crypt lyrics

Mummified cavalry Led by the European gleam Ride out of the dawn of a fevered dream Hoofs on the sand ground Stirring the sleep of time Death rides through the hills of searing thyme Risen from the stone beds With weapons gripped Maces and Sables Knights of the Burning Crypt Headgear and breastplates Encrusted with ancient dust Bones crossed to renounce the grind of lust Bloodstained visors Blocking the rays of the sun Fleshly hunger Craving to be undone Swords raised These are ghost of the Templar graves