~Eja~ Blessed Is The Night

Blessed is the night

He was the professor, giving his diagnosis
With just a cold glare of scientific focus
But every session was a calculated art
Where he would tear the veils from your soul apart
You saw the calm, the confidence, the might
Thinking his games were just a dark delight
But he was digging a deep grave for all humankind
And led you by the hand, leaving the light behind

Blessed is the night
Blessed
Night
Night
Night

Forget the light! Blessed is the night!
He is the lord of the abyss, the king of locusts' flight
All souls of sinners find their way to him
In endless, primal, dark tranquility
Forget your fear! Blessed is the night!
Cruelty's the pulse, it is nature's sacred right
And legions of the dead are ready for the call
When their dark master takes his throne to rule them all

I-I-I-I-I
Aaaaaaaaa
Abaddon! Take us, don't leave behind!
Blessed is the Night!
Night!

His god's in darkness, he's his herald, it's true
But even gods are blind with power in their view
Deep in his soul, a darker self has long been growing
Tearing apart all vows, all passions overflowing
He’ll bend the knee, but in his hand a blade will gleam
His appetite grows stronger with each soul's dying dream
His loyalty is just a lease, its term is pre-ordained
It’s just the time until his true self is unchained

Blessed is the night
Blessed is the night
Blessed is The Night!