The Fog

A nameless horror, eye for an eye
 Ancient lust for vengeance lies beneath the tide
 Malefic demons, here comes the night
 One hundred winters dormant, sworn that six must die
 A celebration, a ceremony of sin
 As the fog rolls in
 A celebration, a ceremony of sin
 As the fog rolls in
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 This witching hour, these sacred shores
 These shadows cast into the depths for ever more
 A mist is stirring and the moon is full
 Sea dogs arise tonight, the golden cross will fall
 A celebration, a ceremony of sin
 As the fog rolls in
 A celebration, a ceremony of sin
 As the fog rolls in
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 Are you prepared for when the end of days arrives?
 Who's gonna save you when nobody hears your cries?
 Lock all your windows and turn off all the lights
 'Cause death is out for you, it's coming here tonight
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 You got nowhere to run, you got nowhere to hide
 A rotting horror, creeping slowly with the tide
 It's gonna hunt you like a pack of hungry dogs
 No way to stop it, it's coming in the fog
 (It's coming in the fog)
 (It's coming in the fog)
 (It's coming in the fog)
 (It's coming in the fog)
 I don't believe in fortune, best of luck or bad
 Or that your riches make you happy or make you sad
 I don't believe in witches, deities or gods
 But I believe in death, there's something in the fog
 There's something in the fog
 There's something in the fog
 There's something in the fog
 There's something in the fog
 There's something in the fog
 There's something in the fog
 There's something in the fog
 There's something in the fog