Our Lord Will Come

We live for the woods and the moon and the night
 we cast aside those who are searching for light
 we dream of the days when the dark lord will come
 preparing for doomsday the battle is won
 yeah
 You're searching for light, you're searching
 for night
 no-one can tell you who is right!
 A joy fills my hear which is blackened inside
 knowing my future will end at His side
 the earth with is pitiful creatures and men
 must suffer and cry slaying friend upon friend
 yeah
 Bells are ringing into the night
 nooooooooooooooooooooooone knows who's right!
 oh yeah!
 The time will come of the night without end
 coldness and hate - the most beautiful friend
 grim are the visions that live in my head
 I hope that I live to see all of you dead
 oh yeah.
 Listen, listen
 now it's time to say goodbye
 you can weep and you can cry
 no more tears, little thing - no more tears
 you'll be dead; forgetting your fears.
 The time has passed
 and we're the last
 the last