RITUAL STEERING TOWARDS THE SILENT AWAY FROM THE UNSURE GUIDED BY SPELLS TO ROAM UNDER THE CLOAK OF THE TREES.. HERE WHERE NO DAYLIGHT DWELLS OUR HELLISHNESS WILL COME ALIVE SACRIFICE! THE HOLY UPON ITS THRONE UNDER THE SIGN OF THE MOON ANOTHER RITUAL IS FULLFILLED WE SEEK THE PATH OF THE WOLF WE WEAR THE SIGN OF THE OLD SIGN OF THE DEAD! AS WE'RE HEADING HOME MERGED WITH THE STARS OUR CULT IS COLDER THAN THE BESTIAL NIGHT