When crescents break, crosses turn and stars are bound to fall
You will know the truth; darkness can conquer them all

Fiends of old
Defiant and bold

We who are of the shadows summon you here tonight
Your bloodline is alive and still filled with demonic might

Truth untold
Souls not sold

We who have not forgotten gather in the witching hour
The memory of the Defiants grant us hope and power

When crescents break, crosses turn and stars are bound to fall
You will know the truth; darkness will conquer them all