[Brija]
In the night as smoke still rises on the field of fallen men
Bogdan wakes to find his mates are to the last man dead
A figure dark and hooded comes and carries him away
To a monastery bathed in candlelight and midnight haze


[Monk]
Covered in the crack of night, this monastery stands and hides
You're welcome here to heal and stay, we'll get you to your date with fate
Peasants, a superstitious lot, they talk of vampires and point to us
But we're not monsters, creatures foul, we're black gods monks who've taken vows

The call has come and thus begins the midnight mass
The hooded, single file and the hushed return at last
What sweet epiphanies and liturgies are cast
Come attend once again
The call to midnight mass

We're holy men, and we see you too have purpose, the Black God has chosen you
There's games afoot in heaven's seat, each God have picked their mortal piece
Our Black God, he's misunderstood, he just wants justice for this world
Wicked punished, order set, balance held and karma kept

The call has come and thus begins the midnight mass
The hooded, single file and the hushed return at last
What sweet epiphanies and liturgies are cast
Come attend once again
The call to midnight mass
You must continue with your plan, for vengeance makes a holy man
You're picked to be sweet karma's hand, to serve the gods as best you can
The Black God speaks, the Vizier must die, and there's a girl who'll be at his side
Slay her too, this you must, then return here become one of us


[Brija]
Thus does Bogdan stay with the monks for several days
Till he's well enough to leave and journey on his way
To the Viziers palace, to bring the kiss of death
But when he leaves the grounds he's found that 10 long years have passed