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 swords run you through
   God and Jesus ain?t the issue anymore
   Its? for these men to even the score
   No mercy shown to men, women and kids
   For they were killed for things they never did
  
   CHORUS
   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 in hell
  
   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 damn
   Till the time?s right for this hell-spawn
   Then it?ll be time for you to run again
   Unless you think you can stop these undead
  
   CHORUS
  
   CHORUS
  
   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
  
   4 X Night of the Seagulls