The Nightstorm

I am blessed by the god of storm
I am baptized by unhallowed blood
I was born in the purgatory
I will die in waste and mud

There is rage, there is hate
In my mind, in my soul, in my fate

I am the Nightstorm
Embracing the dusk
I am the Nightstorm
Hunting lost souls
I am the Nightstorm
Kissing the dusk
I am the Nightstorm
Running through dawn

They have to follow the Nightstorms' voice
Into the dark night till the dawn
Fire is blasting upwards the sky
It is blasting fast with deadly speed

Through the dark, through the desert
Towards the dusk into my own

I am the Nightstorm
Embracing the dusk
I am the Nightstorm
Hunting lost souls
I am the Nightstorm
Kissing the dusk
I am the Nightstorm
Running through dawn