The sombre castle stands upon the hill
Cold walls that kill the last rays of sun
Winter night laid it´s frosty grip
To veil the valleys and forest dark
Ghost of midnight
Cast the morbid shadows
In the nakedness of the moon
Thy minions howl
Evil gave life
To tormented spirits of old graves
The fog scratches the windowpanes
The Devil works undisturbed
Ghost of midnight
Tyrant of northern darkness
It haunts to steal your souls
With hate to drink your blood
Phantom of night, life eternal
Coiled in wings of darkness
Grim and evil, the lord of nightmares
Before the pale gleam of dawn
Ghastly visitor has left it´s mark
Belltower tolls mournful tune
Once again hearse drags the deceased
Ghost of midnight
Cast the morbid shadows
It haunts to steal your souls
With hate to drink your blood
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