Oh yeah
In distant ages long ago
Before the birth of Christ
Lived a race trapped in soul
Terror on the rise
United beyond the storm
 [bad word] the astral plane
No one could stop them
They wouldn't fall
In a while they would soon reign

step beyond the grave
Visions so insane
They opened the gates of [bad word] 

Calling, calling
Unholy light is calling
Faster, faster
Prelude for disaster
But no
Here's your prize
Oh yeah
They're unholy

Raging spririts kept from the light
Enslaved in worlds of doom
Marching armies to the darker side
The devil's black platoon
Torches raised no mercy
Such was life
In the unholy years

Calling, calling
The lonely night is calling
Faster, faster
Prelude for disaster
Get straight
But no
Here's your prize
Oh yeah
The unholy