Occult - Souls Lyrics
We the souls of evil uniteWe the black figures appearBattlefield is near, Occult legion laughWe have no fear, strong and roughWe are spawned by forcesWe are teached by the masterWe are dressed in blackOur goal lies thereWe stand in prideSide by sideWe raise the signsWho searches will findThe horses are packed armed with artilleryThe faces paint black, causes more immortalityOur weapons are loaded, each one has twoOur clothing is strong, forged in bloodThe storm awaits, high in the airAnd darkened clouds gatherWe shall fight foreverAnd blood will flow...They shall know!They cannot kill...They cannot kill...what moves in blackThey cannot kill...what's strongerThey cannot kill...what's already dead