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When the day fades, starts the time of black ravens of the night

Pale shine of the moon wakes demons from their daily sleep

Shine of black candles heralds succeeding ritual of holy blood

Figures in hoods are focused in prayer, they whisper silent following

The priest in purple gives the sign by drawing symbols

The altar decorated in black drawns in fumes of suplphur

The golden chalice filled to the brim with wine mixed with blood

The naked victim mentally ready for the return of hellish ghosts

Incantation, sorcery, demons

Power over the astral

Blood, sorcery, ritual

The gates of hell are open

Let our flesh intertwine in dance

Let our flesh feel the hellish heat

Let our flesh writhe in sin

Let our souls follow the path of demons

Snaky dagger shines with silver and drips with sticky blood

The tribute given to the four elements from the four sides of the world

Arduous anthem carried by the wind still sound in our minds

Burning symbols, insignia of enemies, the first sin is commited

Incantation, sorcery, demons

Power over the astral

Blood, sorcery, ritual

The gates of hell are open