Nocturnal - God Dethroned

There’s movement in the night.

Shades are dancing in a pale moonlight

Nocturnal occurrencies.

Imagination no the night is real.

I’m looking for the

Truth.

But never can I find a trace.

Of bloody witches rituals.

In the night I

Hear them howl.

A sound so low it must be real.

Or is it my fantasy.

As

Sunlight fades into a twilight.

The moon contrasts against a darkening sky

Temperature of the air is going down.

A veil of fog is forming low above the

Ground.

There’s movement in the night.

Shades are dancing in a pale moonlight

Nocturnal occurrencies.

Imagination no the night is real.

I’m looking for the

Truth.

But never can I find a trace.

Of bloody witches rituals.

In the night I

Hear them howl.

A sound so low it must be real.

Or is it my fantasy.

Before

The night is turning into dawn.

The morning fog is coming on to me.

Suddenly a

Choking hand grabs me around my neck.

And drags me into death for eternity

There’s movement in the night.

Shades are dancing in a pale moonlight

Nocturnal occurrencies.

I magination no the night is real.

I’m looking for the

Truth.

But never can I find a trace.

Of bloody witches rituals.

In the night I

Hear them howl.

A sound so low it must be real

Or is it my fantasy…