the beast of the land it stood right here twilight of the gods serpents those with fangs to conquer to rule to own no days have passed to conquer to rule to own daylight s gone conjure the past mortals those with spines gathering of men march onwards to death hear the call from the voice of the elders the tide will turn whenever you want nocturnal flare hallow cries nocturnal flare echo the howl of the lonesome night naked trees and shivering leaves nocturnal flare hallow cries nocturnal flare to conquer to rule to own no days have passed to conquer to rule to own daylight s gone silence hear the hooves of the legion blades jingle angel of death man must answer to the sign of the end such is the law of the universe nocturnal flare hallow cries nocturnal flare the grave of our kind lies open to us and nothing can hold us back nocturnal flare hallow cries nocturnal flare