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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Poulsen
Michael Poulsen
Vocals
Kaspar Boye Larsen
Kaspar Boye Larsen
Bass
Flemming C. Lund
Flemming C. Lund
Guitar
Martin Pagaard Wolff
Martin Pagaard Wolff
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Poulsen
Michael Poulsen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Hansen
Jacob Hansen
Mastering Engineer
Michael Poulsen
Michael Poulsen
Producer
Tue Bayer
Tue Bayer
Engineer

Lyrics

Coughing on the ground like an old used automobile I saw the light of time, the sun was burning fields And when The Angels fall, banished from the sky I lace my dirty boots and drag the wagon for a ride I walk the night I walk the night Pounding sweat, the fever cheats the creepy mind Pleading agony from the wagons plague of Christ Chanting masquerade, the crooked souls on fire Into the circle and raise your glass of wine I walk the line I walk the night I am the night Baby, we're going out in the barn tonight Put on your silky dress, I got a bloody appetite A day for the masses, they call it reborn By the power of thunder, the cross will hit the ground So baby, you saw the burning fields as I- Baby, see the black moon rise above A blood-red sky that feats the calling of the horned one The white gates of heaven will turn to dust The wagon with angels will be fed for the one So baby, open up your pretty eyes Huh! In the barn of the goat, giving birth to Satan's spawn in a dying world of doom
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