Candles burn in a hollow hall, Silent choirs begin to fall. Carols twist with a ghostly sound, Dark Noel is all around. Snow turns black where the footsteps lay, Holy light has decayed away. Every hymn is a shadow’s spell, This is the night of Dark Noel. Dark Noel, the night is cursed, Every blessing reversed. Angels cry in the frozen sky, Hope and faith are left to die. Dark Noel, the silence deep, Ghosts awaken from their sleep. No salvation, none to tell, Only darkness—Dark Noel. Crimson wax drips on broken stone, Midnight bells ring all alone. Sacred cross in a shattered glow, Every prayer turns cold and slow. Whispers rise from the frozen choir, Songs of grief in a funeral fire. No more peace, no holy spell, All consumed by Dark Noel. Snowbound graves, the choir weeps, Faith is buried where silence sleeps. From the ashes the shadows swell, Born again in Dark Noel. Dark Noel, the night is cursed, Every blessing reversed. Angels cry in the frozen sky, Hope and faith are left to die. Dark Noel, the silence deep, Ghosts awaken from their sleep. No salvation, none to tell, Only darkness—Dark Noel.
