[whispers] Shēḏāʾ məhallēḵ bəlēlyāʾ ūvīšāʾ məhallēḵ bəyōmā. ʾIllēn dəʾāzlīn bāṯar hēmānūṯāʾ dəšaqrāʾ yərūṣūn bəyōmāʾ ʾaḥrāyā. The night was cold. The air was damp with black. No creature stirred no moon lit groves. No path to guide him back. With every foot fall doth the echo roar. Like a mighty thunder crash. The stillness in the air sends chills. Like spiders up his back... [Frightened scream] AGGGGHHHH! [Chorus] Shēḏāʾ məhallēḵ bəlēlyāʾ ūvīšāʾ məhallēḵ bəyōmā. ʾIllēn dəʾāzlīn bāṯar hēmānūṯāʾ dəšaqrāʾ yərūṣūn bəyōmāʾ ʾaḥrāyā. [Verse] In silent terror forward march. No destination planned. It's not until the journey ends will safety find this man. Silent as the grave. This woodlands of the damned. He must not relent and Sally forth. Continue as he planned. [Crescendo] For at the end, his path lies peace and purest light. A golden city pure and just where few have laid their sight. But only if his heart be true, The darkness killed his destiny fulfilled! [Gospil choir] Shēḏāʾ məhallēḵ bəlēlyāʾ ūvīšāʾ məhallēḵ bəyōmā. ʾIllēn dəʾāzlīn bāṯar hēmānūṯāʾ dəšaqrāʾ yərūṣūn bəyōmāʾ ʾaḥrāyā. [Chorus] [Screaming vocals]The demon walks in the night, the evil one walks in the day. Those who follow false hood faith. will run on the final day (or another day Outro
