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Unholy Rites of Passage

Born of pestilential fire

Blasphemy made flesh

A spell of violence and hate

has been cast upon you

Searching for the Full Moon

Blanket the night in black and white imagery of Satanic shadows...

Endlessly wandering the black night

The owls sing their song

The dead whisper their never ending agony

The blood runs cold in my veins

Let no light touch my clammy skin

Searching for eternal darkness

Day and night are neck and neck

Let the wolf devour the sun forever

And night rain on this blood rich world

Searching for the Full Moon

The Dead Will Join Me on the Mountain