Strike of Midnight - Midnight

The graves been opened for all to see

You’d like to take that trip huh?

Well you just might be

Your days of waste are through

I’ve come to see that

Blood, pain all for you that’s where it’s at

The bones are burning the smell is sweet

Ashes are piled so high it’s nothing discreet

The ram’s sliced open and ripe the time is now to strike

Strike of Midnight — don’t try to fight

Strike of Midnight — feel the bite

The horns are in your side death starts its course

Your weakness is now over with no remorse

Your life means nothing to me and with that I’ll take it

It’s not insanity I’ll just disgrace it

I’ve seen the dead you’re just like them

I’ll take your soul and have it condemned