Ooo, Yeah
Sinners fear the preacher
But the preachers gotta know
Miracles out of scripture
Are part of the show
Broken and divided
It's always the same
The faithful need a prophet
And the prophet needs someone to blame
Like the spirit, of a graveyard ghost
Whose dreams are all shadows and dust
Whose soul, still stirs in the breeze
All alone, in a Dark Void of Evil
[Guitar Solo]
Turn a blind eye, when you understand
Angers more useful, than despair
Hеll-fires burning, torch is ablaze
All alone, in a Dark Void of Evil
Dark Void of Evil