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Across the path beyond the misty oak

A shape of evil shrouded in black cloak

The chant of rites invoke a spell of gain...

Rites of samhain

The fires raise my burnt scent of plight

As my soul is reborn on this samhain night

Master of hades join us in our praise

As we vow in league with the dead we raise

Beckons me to follow

Into the black hollow

The death knell tolls a glorious sound

As figures from hell writhe among the ground

The sacred blood is spilled once again...

Rites of samhain

Call on the night to bring the sulphur souls

And call the ways the nostalgic old

A flash of light the master rears its head

And from the ground arise his mass undead

Beckons me to follow

Into the black hollow

Sinners one with the cloven sire

Raise up the flames of samhain fire