The Immortal Reign of Vincent Price - Lyrics Pagan warrior race, Land of the oppressed Hearts downward turned. Lights have been depressed Cruel dictator of faith. Suffocating grace. Legions advance. Invading every breath. Time is drawing short. Your reign will decay Into the pit, and the pendulum sways. Flames will devour, melt away your house of wax and deceit. The raven cries, tells of terror. The price of fear. The art of fear. Twice told tales, at the house of death. The raven cries, tells of terror. The price of fear, The art of fear. Twice told tales, at the house of death. The raven cries: Your reign will decay, at the house of death 3x Theatre of blood, protrays the end of the world Death day to the corpse maker. Last man on earth is no more. The raven cries: your reign will decay, at the house of death 3x