Part I:
The nights come with rituals
Arisen from the moon
A sight from a vision that you fit in to your tomb
Frights broke their prison, quiet as their whipping
Cries from the pales let the tides grow cruel

Wait til your dead eyes turning mad
And red eyes will glow like the fires to your left
Slip down turn your face to your god
The goules bow as they teach you to not

Some prayers will not change a lot
Cause it‘s not enough to escape from the plot
It‘s just one step and it‘s black in your head
A faint, just as black as the dawn over heavens last breath
And if it‘s okay to feel just like that -
Why do they make me a creep for feeling like that?

Hook:
Grow as the moon is rising
A cold shining I could dive in
I shed the blood upon your shrine
So let your ghost sink into mine

Part II:
So you think that this is terrifying?
What if there is a hell inside of us all?
A violin playing along with the dead
What is creep, it’s just nothing like that
Is it something that I can‘t erase from my past
Like a legacy left in the caves of my head
As if there‘s a creature ripping down all the sun signs
With its fingers sticking down in your bloodline

Hook:
Grow as the moon is rising
A cold shining I could dive in
I shed the blood upon your shrine
So let your ghost sink into mine