In the dead of night they'll find you
In their evilness they'll unwind you
Through their dance of death they'll bind you
To the chasm they'll confine you
Wraiths of the night
Dance in dark despair
Specters of plight
Plan to ensnare
In Hell's fire the spirits
The wrath of the demons
Reaping lost souls for the son of the morning's delight
Their shadows loom a harrowed sight
In the depths of darkness they ignite
Every day their power grows
In their grasp your fate bestows
In the grip of terror you'll writhe and scream
As the wraiths of the night fulfill their scheme
Their evilness knows no end
In their clutches you'll descend
Their whispers haunt a chilling sound
As they drag you deeper into the ground
No escape from their cruel design
In their realm your soul they'll bind
Wraiths of the night
Dance in dark despair
Specters of plight
Plan to ensnare
In Hell's fire the spirits
The wrath of the demons
Reaping lost souls for the son of the morning's delight
So beware the wraiths, in the dead of night
For in their grasp you will not last
In the depths of chasm these evil phantasms
Will dance until death's door is closed