🕯️ The Black Cross – Dirty Black Summer (Remastered)

“The fire still burns. The shadows still sing.”

The Black Cross returns to the altar of sin and sound with Dirty Black Summer (Remastered), a reimagined descent through Danzig’s infernal legacy — now reborn in cinematic gothic metal form.
Every track has been sharpened, deepened, and rebirthed with the band’s signature blend of dark ritual and raw emotion.

The remastered collection ignites classics like “Her Black Wings,” “Sistinas,” and “Am I Demon,” alongside newly rewritten incarnations — “The Hunter (New Version),” “Going Down To Die (New Version),” and “She Rides (New Version)”. Each one transformed into darker, more unholy reflections of their original form.

Two brand-new offerings complete the invocation:
🩸 “Devil’s Plaything” — a seductive hymn of pain and pleasure.
🐍 “Serpentia” — Lilith’s venomous song of rebirth and sin.

Dirty Black Summer (Remastered) is not nostalgia — it’s resurrection. A ritual in sound where every note bleeds, and every word burns.

Her Black Wings (Remastered)

[INTRO]
Masks and makeup, lines and lace,
Creatures crawl from every face.
Witches laugh and heroes shout,
Something strange is breaking out.

Neon fog and candy rain,
Every spell hums through our veins.
One last laugh before the fright—
Halloween comes to life tonight.

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[Pre-Chorus]
Eyes are glowing, hearts ignite,
Every costume wakes to fight.
Power rushes, truth revealed,
This night the seams of time unseal.

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[Chorus]
When the clock strikes, the world unwinds,
Every soul trapped in their disguise.
Demons dance and angels fly,
The living meet the other side.

It’s all a dream till midnight tolls—
Then magic fades and takes its hold.
You’ll wake to find your fangs are gone,
When the clock strikes on and on.

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[Verse 2]
Pirates sailing through the mist,
Robots sparking, vampires kissed.
Sirens sing from down the lane,
Monsters laughing, loose their chains.

We were gods beneath the moon,
But every spell must end too soon.
Costumes melt to mortal skin,
And morning crawls back in again.

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[Pre-Chorus]
Every wish comes with its price,
Every dream bleeds sacrifice.
Hear the ticking, soft and near,
The end of night is drawing near.

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[Chorus]
When the clock strikes, the world unwinds,
Every soul trapped in their disguise.
Demons dance and angels fly,
The living meet the other side.

It’s all a dream till midnight tolls—
Then magic fades and takes its hold.
You’ll wake to find your claws are gone,
When the clock strikes on and on.

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[Bridge]
Capes and wings, the stars collide,
The pumpkin moon begins to die.
Screams and laughter blend as one,

A thousand stories come undone.
The spell was sweet, but time was cruel,
Halloween rewrote the rules.

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[Final Chorus]
When the clock strikes, we fall apart,
The masks dissolve, reveal the heart.
The ghosts retreat, the shadows fade,

The price we pay for the games we played.
It’s all a dream, but dreams are strong—
Till next year’s night comes back along.

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[Outro]
The laughter lingers, the magic’s gone,
But somewhere whispers carry on…
When the clock strikes… we’ll return—
For every soul still burns.

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