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Spirits of the dark we conjure thee; help guide the way of our departed sister

to torment the vessel of thine enemy till death

Heretics in the eyes of faith, to perish in the sight of god

Their sins derived from witchery, sorcerers of the devil’s craft

One of their kind they’ve sacrificed, a pact to avenge their creed

With black arts she’s reborn, through he who condemns

A device to spite the pious, to lead by deceit

Dethrone all once holy, crippling the will of faith

Blasphemer shunned by the church, the parish which he once led

alone the one who lurks within, disguised with this sacred veil

Deprived of all he’s loved, lone to rejuvenate

The soul of vengeance strains, possessing till he’s dead

A device to spite the pious, to lead by deceit

Dethrone all once holy, crippling the will of faith