When the night descends and the moon rise We collect at the stock of the greatest oak When the night descends and the wolves sing Forbidden prayers leave out our lips Blood and damnation the shades of the night are greeting you Pagan spirits dark demons the shades of the night are calling you When the night descends and the stars shine we collect under the great hills When the night descends and the trees whisper watching the sky we call the moon UNHOLY LORD!!! The shades of the night are waiting for you Come and tell your horrible secrets The shades of the night are greeting you.