Welcome, Night

Peering through the east-end mist
 With a gaze impure
 Counting down his victim list
 His taste obscure
 Shadows chase the candlelight
 As white eyes burn
 Death is in the air tonight
 He waits his turn
 Soul reaper of the underworld
 High-born and bred
 Whispering forgotten words
 From years long past
 Servant of the queen by right
 Her chosen one
 Keeper of the seance prime
 The last in line
 Ravens call welcome, night
 The uninvited one has arrived
 Ravens call welcome, night
 The uninvited one is inside
 In the year of their lord
 1855
 His breath, it cracks and spits
 For every waiting life
 Underneath a waxing moon
 His dull dagger gleams
 They alway beg and plead
 But there's no mercy here
 Welcome, Mr Night
 We've been expecting you
 Then he's gone a blur in time
 Into the fog of the waiting night
 A pound of flesh coins on the eyes
 Not one cared, no one dared ask why
 As it comes so it goes
 A stench of death in the morning light
 A pound of flesh coins on the eyes
 Not one cared, no one dared ask why
 Welcome, night
 Welcome, night