Arise from death, clutching sword in hand 
From the shores of Portugal to terrorise the land 
Punish the descendants of those who betrayed you 
Where’s your Saviour now when our [bad word] you through
God and Jesus ain’t the issue anymore 
Its’ for these men to settle the score 
No mercy shown to men, women and kids 
For they were killed for things they never did 

Night of the Seagulls – back from the dead to exact vengeance 
Night of the Seagulls – those who betrayed them are put to the sword 
Night of the Seagulls – even when blind their fury drives on 
Night of the Seagulls – stand in their way and you’ll join them in [bad word] 
The spirit of de Payens lives in their hearts 
De Molays death gave them a start 
You wanna know how many will be dead 
Just look at the beach and count all the heads 
Back to the sea before the crack of dawn 
Till the time’s right for this [bad word] spawn 
Then it’ll be time for you [bad word] again 
Unless you think you can stop these undead 

Night of the Seagulls – back from the dead to exact vengeance 
Night of the Seagulls – those who betrayed them are put to the sword 
Night of the Seagulls – even when blind their fury drives on 
Night of the Seagulls – stand in their way and you’ll join them in [bad word] 

Night of the Seagulls – back from the dead to exact vengeance 
Night of the Seagulls – those who betrayed them are put to the sword 
Night of the Seagulls – even when blind their fury drives on 
Night of the Seagulls – stand in their way and you’ll join them in [bad word] 
When you see the seagulls on the beach 
Make sure you’re out of the Templars’s reach 
They despise those who still have life 
You’ll be trampled by horse or gutted by knife