You must be pagan
people
by the way you dress
and look
absence of the holy book
give you away in a crowd
stop and listen to me
i can save your soul
follow blind
like the sheep they are
looking for someone
to lead
spilling blood in
hypocrisy
in the name
of god
fools of the modern world
listen with their eyes
blind to my soul
they want to save
the people in black
we are fear
we can walk through walls
to be seen
we cannot be found
we are darkness
we are night
to be heard
we cannot be touched
throw your weapons down
there are no guns here
the only weapon is fear
we are the magick ones
the avenging sons
we are the circle of light
throw your weapons down
there are no guns here
the only weapon is fear
we are the magick ones
the avenging sons
we are the circle of light