The most implacable wraith now feasting Filling your viscera with numbing pain Only if you dig the old psalms That's how you will find your own path Your own path The conjurers dance on this night amongst the thickest fog Invoking the vilest of men Time stopped You must not choose flesh over the bless of faith Looking for the sacrificial altars Looking for the sacrificial altars Searching for the knowledge on our paths The aura at the waterfall Fades away