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Apocalyptic rites

Black riffs evoke the night

Covens gathered deep below

Are robed in raven's cloak, yeah

Black amp disciples, hear our song

Ready hate, your time has come; again

Priestess of black magic

I want your coveted necromantic

She raises up the knife, to kill

Our chalice, now overfilled

Black amp disciples hear our song

Ready hate, your time has come, again

Black amp disciples hear our song

Ready hate, your time has come, again