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When the twilight curtain falls and the full moon is rising

You can feel the magic of the night

Watch out – Something is going out there

You shouldn't be left alone

Run away if you want to save your soul

Born in the fog

Prepare the cult of skulls and bones

Some people say that it’s comin’ through the nightmare

The spirit of unholy ghost... in these evil nights



Look out – Walk among the graves

The darkest vices crawl

Can hear them sing their death call

Midnight – Begin the rite

Infernal lust – You’re going wild

And the devils run straight to your soul

Born in the fog

Get pleasure from skulls and bones

Some people say that it comin’ through the nightmare

The spirit of unholy force

“Come with me in the deepest trip

Where the spirits of hell lie”

On this path

Dark is your new home

You take the oath with the unknow god

Praise the death

Pentagram recalls

Unveil the altar and burn the cross

(arcane language not of this world)

”Listen to me:

In this magical night,

the evil one has given a place in hell

reserved for you!”