This is of the Bloodsports albumN.O.T.J.Night of the Jackalby N.O.T.J.Welcome to the sceneFire in the land where the sun never setsAnd the beast is sliding, waitingWaiting for the time when the sun shall ariseAnd the howl of the jackal's callFor the king of mystical darknessWhich is flying, sleepingWaiting for the sign of the seven flagsTo take the fallWoe beware of the AntichristWhen the Jews return to ZionWatch the holy emperorsAs the comet splits the skyWeatherswarmth whips within his queenAs his power overwhelms usShaded horse, savage of hellCome unto his throneShaded horse, savage of hellCome unto his throneHe's the devil disguisedHe's a butterflyHeads to destinationHe's the devil disguisedHe's a butterflyHeads to destinationHe's the devil disguisedHe's a butterflyHeads to destinationHe's the devil disguisedHe's a butterflyHeads to destinationHe's a butterflyHeads to destinationHe's a butterflyFollow the lights when the sun never setsSee the beast clicks, blinding, waitingWait for the time when the sun shall riseSee the howling jackals cryFollow the gate by the mistletoe's laughingLegion's lying, sleepingWait for the time when the sun will crashTill his head's up on the groundHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyIt's gonna take two secondsTerror and reposeHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterflyHe's a butterfly