Arise from death, clutching sword in hand From the shores of Portugal to terrorise the land Punish the descendants of those who betrayed you Where’s your Saviour now when our swords run you through God and Jesus ain’t the issue anymore Its’ for these men to settle the score No mercy shown to men, women and kids For they were killed for things they never did
Night of the Seagulls – back from the dead to exact vengeance Night of the Seagulls – those who betrayed them are put to the sword Night of the Seagulls – even when blind their fury drives on Night of the Seagulls – stand in their way and you’ll join them in hell
The spirit of de Payens lives in their hearts De Molays death gave them a start You wanna know how many will be dead Just look at the beach and count all the heads Back to the sea before the crack of dawn Till the time’s right for this hell-spawn Then it’ll be time for you to run again Unless you think you can stop these undead
Night of the Seagulls – back from the dead to exact vengeance Night of the Seagulls – those who betrayed them are put to the sword Night of the Seagulls – even when blind their fury drives on Night of the Seagulls – stand in their way and you’ll join them in hell
Night of the Seagulls – back from the dead to exact vengeance Night of the Seagulls – those who betrayed them are put to the sword Night of the Seagulls – even when blind their fury drives on Night of the Seagulls – stand in their way and you’ll join them in hell
When you see the seagulls on the beach Make sure you’re out of the Templars’s reach They despise those who still have life You’ll be trampled by horse or gutted by knife