Kathedral

In Solitude

Followers heading against
 The fog over the cemetary
 Drifting through the silent night

 And from the light of their candles
 Dark shadows arise

 Cemetary
 The kathedral

 Six disciples guiding the shadows
 With the magical hand of doom
 And with the claws of darkness
 Spirits are torn from the graves

 Cemetary
 The kathedral
 The candle
 Burning curse

 Now the candle must burn
 And the dead will return
 The unholy gathering
 Under the ancient night sky

 Cemetary
 The kathedral
 The candles
 Burning curse