Текст песни Invoke The Wicked

Under the sign of the moon At midnight’s fall The high priestess put the ceremonial cloak The virgin lays down on the altar Her body is covered by oils Of ancient rituals of old Which secrets remain untold She then close her eyes Embracing her demise The candles are lighted And they start the rite The pentagram is burning bright Their chants echoes through the night Her mind is no longer hers She's now possessed and cursed Tonight they will celebrate in sin Tonight they will release the evil within Tonight they will dance around the pentagram Tonight they will offer their souls to satan The dagger falls through her heart Her blood flows upon the altar The chalice is raised skyward To celebrate the arcane arts The sun rises and the spirits flee To places where mortal eyes cannot see