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Daylight is dying and the moon begins to rise

Plunged into darkness under starry forest skies

Hooded figures move to the grove where Satan calls their names

The time has come to raise him up

From the kingdom of the flames

Incense is burning, offerings are prepared

Black candles are glowing, in the stillness of the air

Virgin is bleeding, the circle is drawn and bound

Cauldron of fire, summons our master to take his sacred crown

I raise the dagger and cast a spell in Satan's name

The ancient ones are calling and your soul is theirs to claim

The pendulum is swinging, the bell begins to chime

Our black magic ritual shall bring the end of time

Energy is pulsing, sons and daughters of the shadows

Descend into madness, orgy of lust has just begun

Wine and blood combine with semen and with rain

The fires burn hotter

Oh, the pleasure and the pain!

In the night, the cult will rise

To light the fires and pour the wine

And we drink to the sun's demise

The cult will rise

In the night, the cult will rise

To draw down the moon

We spread the blood of sacrifice

The cult will rise in the night