Lyrics Novembers Doom

Novembers Doom

Into Night's Requiem Infernal

2000 years, the child, the king

Taunted by the demons who prey

Beyond this day, foreseen by your God

Where is he when the darkness comes?

They come for him, hatred bound

Evil guided by the only son

Remove the one they fear the most

And only then the darkness crawls

They shall rise, to take what's theirs

Removing the virus that feeds on the weak

In Hells celebration, the loss of a king

Into night's requiem infernal

What sort of man will he become?

A living strain upon our kind

He will be raised to serve his fathers name

And only in death, this martyr will fail

They shall rise, to take what's theirs

Removing the virus that feeds on the weak

In Hells celebration, the loss of a king

Into night's requiem infernal

Black clouds devour the light, wicked world, this

chosen birth

The scent of nightly rain, to mask the smell of death

Arriving with dusk, to steal the faith in man

A chance not willing to take, serpents tongue that

smells the fear

They shall rise, to take what's theirs

Removing the virus that feeds on the weak

In Hells celebration, the loss of a king

Into night's requiem infernal