| We are the blind dead
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| No eyes inside our head
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| Our senses lead us to your nightmare
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| Centuries of death we wear
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| Pharaoh’s cross in dust we bare
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| Immortal horses slowly ride us to you
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| Through the black mist
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| They ride
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| Knights templar — arise
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| The shores unearthly dead
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| Mournful mothers chilled with dread
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| Leave their offspring to knights templar
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| They rise from the sea
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| At midnight the prize you see
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| Tied to the post — a virgin screaming
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| Through the black mist
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| They ride
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| Knights templar — arise — oh!!!
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| Into our castle led
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| Seagulls howling overhead
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| The ritual you face
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| You shall no after
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| Your blood we drink for eternity
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| Flesh unto the crabs we leave
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| And feed your heart unto Aquarian master
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| Through the black mist
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| They ride
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| Knights templar — arise |