Within the darkest hour
When the dragon releases its power
They feel the urge to meet
To share and to intertwine

Beneath the leader of the horde
Men and demons are sworn
To kill and grant his grace
They are reflections of the Master's face

The night is young and fresh
With a scent of macabre on its breath
Scattered they form a pattern
To be seen from the sky

If crimson was your colour
Could your conscience bear your soul
Would you paint the space with murder
Your spirit's breath so cool

They are cowards falling from their own grace
Infiltrating penetrating with hate
Rounding up marching into the womb
Catatonic spending time in sin

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    Lyric CorrectionWithin the darkest hour, when the dragon releases its power;
    They feel the urge to meet.
    To share and to intertwine.

    Beneath the leader of the horde, men and demons are sworn.
    To kill and grant his grace;
    They are reflections of the master's face.

    The night is young and fresh with the sense of macabre on its breath.
    Scattered, they form a pattern to be seen from the sky.

    If crimson was your colour, could your conscience bear your soul?
    Would you paint the place with murder?
    Spirit's breath, so cool.

    They are cowards, falling from their own grace.
    Infiltrating, penetrating within.
    Rounding up and marching into the womb.
    Catatonic, spending time in sin.

    A heart of a new born baby that has been slain.

    Just a few grammatical changes, as well as adding in the last line that was missed out.
    primavistaon May 05, 2012   Link

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