Phantom figures in the dark
Shadows in the night
Floating through the trees below
With the strangest lights...
Appearing at the roadside turns
Or the corners of your eyes
Staring from the rear-view mirror
Black robed faceless terrors...
Chanting in some ancient tongue
Growing in your mind
Symbols etched in stone and silver
Diabolic rites...
If you see these blackened specters
Apparitions in the foggy mist
Say your prayers for they may follow
Who cross your path and haunt your dreams...