Lyrics:

Bring my masterWinds of evilBring my masterSummoning the ancients of doomCalling from the shadows of dawnStanding on the altar of stoneRaising satans legion up highGathered in the ancient woodlandsCelebrating seeds of all sinTo the sounds of hellIn the lonely nightThose of the night, so full of might,Like the darkest dreams,So unreal but trueBlack priest speaksAll hail thee!!Bring to meBlasphemyChanting to the bringer of sinSerpent god belowHiding in the veil of blackAs the mighty legion attacksThose of the night, so full of might,Like the darkest dreams,So unreal but true.
Inquisition Those Of The Night