cold is the grave, down underneath
another shape appeared from evil
emerging from my blackest nightmares
the hunt is on, i stand alone
i made a pact with all my demons
sending out the final bullet
wide awake, determination, built up fear of superstition
grab my soul and I devour, reach out for your final hour
re-ignited - enter nightmare - it won't save my soul
the evil is rising, what to believe
not dead nor alive now - tile blackness is all i see
inside me im fighting, i've been deceived
finally find out, the right hand of the devil is me
the rise, black hour, and i am rolling in the night
i was demonic, apocalypse is now in sight
unchain the devil, is in my eyes as you will see
the aim, the bullet, burning away all underneath
driven and baptized in fire, re-define the broken liar
say your prayers onto the ashes, outcast now to reach the glorious
its unwinding - no more hiding - reach out for your soul
the evil is rising, what to believe ...
i am the black deceiver, defeat the cold beneath us
the wolf and sheep are all the same, against each other
no place for saints and sinners, the evil and the k**ers
the bleeding now awaits us all, before the dawning will come
dawning will come, dawning will come
the evil is rising, what to believe...
its beckoning me
the evil rising, what to believe...