3 Inches Of Blood

Darkness has come, all hope is lost, evil has arrived
A sign of the times, we're destined to fall, it's the end of us all
Beware the omens that will give you final warning
You've heard them speak about the phantom in the woods
It casts a shadow on the people's hopes and dreams
In the night, we all shiver when it screams
Worst is still yet to come, forfeit your life
The creature that haunts is only the first of an oncoming horror
Dark messenger, tidings of danger
Dark messenger, tidings of death
Pray to your God
It will not help
It was a lie
Set in the flames
Burn the decay of your foolish ways