The Goblins Of The Black Rain

(album: Goblin Island - 2006)

Stood there looking to the icy moon
Casting silhouettes tall upon sandy dunes
The black-clad goblins with their deadly task
In the serpentine darkness, filling their flasks

Stood there feeding on the ravaged mass
With their fabled illusions, the vain dreams that passed
Splinters of lives rushing by in the whirl
Alone, silent warriors in a human world

They cried for night, but the night could not come!
So, swept in the shroud of misanthropy they went away!

And called for their armies!
Then the goblins of the black rain
Sank into the shadows with dry, sardonic smiles

They made the journey to another place
To rouse a sacred confrontation

Stood there carving on the human bones
Digging through flesh, boiling brains in a pot
As the cruisers all land and open their doors
The goblins cheer and run inside
Bringing meat to the horde with their hideous grins
Die!...