We are the holy ones Gathering in silent grove Willing blood sacrifice Written in the stone Subterranean hall Shining badge upon each breast Imbued with ancient magic Engraved upon the flesh Enchanted Bewitched beneath the stars Set forth in flame Summoned for the Crystal Cave Preceded by my fame Enemy of the grave Disciple of the Serpent Star Holy revealer of the Secret God The sleeping lords will writhe Upon the pillars of the moon A barrow opened to the sky Behold the herald of the light Brand of destiny Mastery of martial craft Metallurgic supremacy Imbued with runes to light the path Nocturnal prowl Sunder tombs by lunar light Clad in cape and cowl I am the enemy of the night Mark my silhouette Fear me like the day Horn blaring in the dark Enemy of the grave Disciple of the Serpent Star Holy revealer of the Secret God