Paroles de Black Invocation

They gather round the pentagram with fire in their eyes Mesmerised by cryptic flame, conjuring their demise Clandestine ritual of foul, arcane blasphemies Blood is spilled, the chants commence the evil sorcery Black Invocation Ancient spirits, blackened spectres rise up from the flame The Lord of darkness dominant, as the disciples cry his name One by one, each child is drained and cast down below To dance among the cults of Hades, slaves forever more Black Invocation