Black moor

Thunderhead

Black moor
[Solo frizzle]

Over the blue a sickly grey is gathering
Clouds moving fast against the wind
Darkness is cast below deeper than the night
Nobody can prepare for this calamity

Lightning slashes the sky
Beast in the steal rain reaches down to the dead
Masses from their graves will rise
Storm of evil and dread
Now comes thunderhead

[Solo frizzle]

Left in its wake the dead now rot away
Increase its killing power
No chance it will subside as clouds refuse to break
Before the tempest, your final hour

Lightning slashes the sky
Beast in the steal rain reaches down to the dead
Masses from their graves will rise
Storm of evil and dread
Now comes… (the thunder!)
Lightning slashes the sky
Beast in the steal rain reaches down to the dead
Masses from their graves will rise
Storm of evil and dread
Now comes thunderhead

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