Lyrics Metal Inquisitor

Metal Inquisitor

The Pale Messengers

We take it for granted, ignore the old breed

Some tales of „The Others", warn that we'll bleed

Dusk, the sun is low, crusade of pain,

Their moaning sound - with might and main

Dark, we fear at last, dawn of twilight,

The reborn nights - their raid begins

Down, on the knees, to the ground,

When the pale men...

Shadows fall, the long night: when the dead men rise!

They will come from the north, a gray mass of feet

Bloodlust their reason, murder is their greed

Like a silent stampede, an angry, morbid crowd

The invincible army, their advance gives no sound

Dusk, the sun is low, crusade of pain,

Their moaning sound - with might and main

Dark, we fear at last, dawn of twilight,

The reborn nights - their raid begins

Down, on the knees, to the ground,

When the pale men rise

Shadows fall, the long night: when the dead men rise!

We take it for granted, ignore the old breed

Some tales of „The Others", warn that we'll bleed

Dusk, the sun is low, crusade of pain,

Their moaning sound - with might and main

Dark, we fear at last, dawn of twilight,

The reborn nights - their raid begins

Down, on the knees, to t he ground,

When the pale men rise

Shadows fall, the long night: when the dead men....

.... on the knees, to the ground,

When the pale men ...

Shadows fall, the long night: when the dead men

Dead men, dead men arise!