EXKLUSIV: FROM HELL - "They Come at Night"
A New Horror Story in the FROM HELL Anthology
FROM HELL returns in 2020 with a new album called RATS & RAVENS. Staying true to the vision that each release is a concept album, Aleister Sinn (the live persona of George Anderson, creator/writer of FROM HELL), releases an album both dark and sinister.
Mid 13th Century…somewhere in eastern Europe
“A father disturbs an evil in the east. A witch comes to steal his son and the children of the village to make them her own. She sacrifices them and reanimates the dead with the blessings from the god of vermin. With rats, she brings them back to life and calls them Lilium.”
Directed by Rick Glenn
Director of Photography Paul Nordin
Produced and Edited by George Anderson
From the album "Rats & Ravens"
(c) 2020 Scourge Records (p) Bone Devil Publishing
FROM HELL is
Aleister Sinn - vocals and guitars
Steve Smyth - guitars
Wes Anderson - drums
Stephen Paul Goodwin - bass
Recorded and Mixed by Greg Wilkinson at Earhammer Studio, Oakland, CA
Mastered by Maor Appelbaum, Los Angeles, CA
Artwork by Pete Novak, Los Angeles, CA
THEY COME AT NIGHT
Running through the forest as daylight starts to dim
Following close behind I hear them closing in
Demons of the forest. Spirits in the wind.
Whispering in the darkness. Whispering, “She comes again!”
And when the moonlight falls from the sky
The shadows come to life and breathe on their own
Make sure there’s lamb’s blood upon on the floor
The shades of night cannot cross the sign of the Lord
They come at night
They come in darkness beyond the light
As I reach the end of the trees, ahead a see a light
My solace from this hell is just in sight
Looming in the darkness. An evil from the east.
Lamb’s blood on my door (pleading) “Save me from the beast!”
And as the moonlight falls from the sky
The shadows whisper from outside, “She comes tonight!”
Stay inside, my son. Don’t open the door.
Whatever you do, don’t cross the blood on the floor.
They come at night
They come in darkness. Beyond the light.
And when the dawn comes and shadows are nowhere near.
I awake from my sleep and realize my greatest fear.
Where is my boy? Son are you there?
I see footprints in blood! My son has disappeared!