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In the heart of the night where shadows fall deep

A circle of stone where the ancient ones sleep

Candles burn low with a flickering light

Whispers of darkness they summon the night

Ritual of sorrow blood on the flame

Chanting the words of the unspoken name

Black magic rising the hour is near

The darkness is calling there's nothing to fear

Veins run with poison the cold cuts the bone

A chalice of secrets the spell is intoned

Voices from shadows they echo the call

Beneath the black moon we’re bound to the fall

Ritual of sorrow blood on the flame

Chanting the words of the unspoken name

Black magic rising the hour is near

The darkness is calling there's nothing to fear

Ancient and hollow the void starts to tear

The whispers grow louder consuming the air

Eyes turned to crimson, the seal is undone

Embrace the abyss, for the ritual's begun

Ritual of sorrow blood on the flame

Chanting the words of the unspoken name

Black magic rising the hour is near

The darkness is calling, the end is near