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In the light of moon, I stand on hollow ground

Ancient Symbols are inscribed all around

As spirits roam, an unknown aura surrounds me

Whispers calling out from the surrounding darkness

Lost souls gather ‘round to embrace the darkness

Reciting ancient oaths that all mortals fear

With inverted pentagrams etched on hands so pale

They invoke the power that the darkness contains

Conjuring incantations lost to time

Summoning forces both foul and fair

Under the skyward watch of Luna

Darkest desires are yet to prevail

Basking under the pale moonlight

We manifest nightmares and haunting dreams

Within in this dark enchanting might

Liberation becomes our rite

Conjuring incantations lost to time

Summoning forces both foul and fair

Under the skyward watch of Luna

Darkest desires are yet to prevail