Texty:
The Shadows Atlantis

the Serpent dwells, the lissome embrace of the succubi, Like a wolf in the fold, red of tooth and claw, enthroned beneath black nether-skies. Shadows

, whoa, whoa Look at my shadow glow Glowin' so brightly, this wondrous thing Look at my shadow glow Look at my silver shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow

, whoa, oo, whoa Look at my shadow glow Glowing so brightly, this wondrous thing Look at my shadow glow Look at my silver shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow

The rising, the swirling.....mist Forming halos around your head Cold black fingers......reaching Caress, caress of the dead Eyes open wide Searching

We are the Sons of Belial Called upon to rise again We are the Sons of Belial Dead eyes, stare from eternal sleep She who weeps, waits in her shadowed