The Clock Part 1: The Naked Dance Of Twilight

Under the Demon Moon
We dance naked by the fire
12 strikes at the bell
Anticipation getting higher

Out of the shadows
And into the night
Roam the creatures of Hell
The Demons take their flight

With a rain of blood,
We see our Knights enter the fray
We stop dancing and we join in a circle
For we are acolytes and we must pray

Let us have no fear
For the end is in sight
We must always remember
The Clock strikes at Midnight