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In the darkness, they will gather

Conjuring the one

Burning candles, incantations

Human sacrifice.

Getting drunk from blood, not wine

Pointy daggers shine

Out if fire, smoke and brimstone

The dreaded one will rise.

Nobody knows who are the disciples of hell

Father’s a priest and he’s casting a spell

No one can stop what’s already begum

Worshipping darkness and Lucifer’s son.

Victim of the gran illusion

Screams of ecstasy

Fools are lost is mass confusion

Searching for the key.

Nobody knows who are the disciples of hell

Father’s a priest and he’s casting a spell

No one can stop what’s already begun

Worshipping darkness and Lucifer’s son.

Raise your cup and praise the prince of darkness

See the truth of the power within the beast

And when the time has come

The gates of hell shall open.