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Beneath the bloodlit full moon's gaze,

Occult battalions march in haze.

Horned warriors clad in iron black,

No soul shall ever turn them back.

Ancient sigils carved in stone,

A kingdom where no light has shone.

The circle burns with crimson flame,

As death itself invokes our name.

black spell of death

black spell of death

Raise the horns into the night,

Feed the curse with endless spite!

Black Spell of Death!

The heavens drown in funeral breath.

Black Spell of Death!

Upon the flesh of mortal men.

Our rites awaken war once more,

The moon drinks blood forevermore!

Goat warriors chant forgotten tongues,

From ancient altars, blackened lungs.

The winds obey the cursed call,

As kingdoms tremble, empires fall.

Circle of ashes, bones aligned,

No mercy left for humankind.

The rites of vengeance now are sealed,

With cursed steel upon the field.

By moon and fire...

By blood and hate...

By ancient gods...

We seal their fate!

Shadows gather, banners rise,

Black Spell of Death!

Black Spell of Death!

Under the full moon's frozen glow,

The chants endure where dark winds blow.

The black spell lives... eternally...

A throne of war... in blasphemy.

black spell of death

black spell of death

black spell of fucking death!!