Night it comes and brings the gloom swirling mists full of doom the covens gather evil looms they start chanting chanting chanting Dirge doth start wind doth wail knife is sharp cannot fail deathless creaming cold and frail unearthly chanting chanting chanting Sacrifice for the thrall blood most flow bloods the call death surrounds ever near they'll be chanting chanting chanting Night it comes and brings the gloom swirling mists full of doom