Our 13th Century Ceremony - A Vile & Wicked Rite

A Virgin Child We Took That Night, Her Blood For Eternal Life

Local Peasants Tortured Us - Another Daughter Sacrificed

With Flaming Torches In Our Eyes - Our Bodies They Burned Alive

500 Years Of Darkness - Entombed Devoid Of Sight

The Crowds Came Out To Mock Us On This Carnival Night

Clowns & Dolls Of Templars Ridicule Our Sacred Cult

The Blind Dead Have Arisen - So Now Your Blood Be Spilt

Rise! Rise! Blind Dead Arise! Rise!

As Fireworks Light Up Your Sky - Your Jolly Music Plays

Beside Our Monastery Ruins, We're Rising From The Grave

Decomposed Monk Warriors With Swords Enter Your Town

Riding Spectral Horses - In Crimson Seas You Drown

Rise! Rise! Templars Arise! Rise!