the darkness has landed

a moon on the sky

dark coven gathered

for the nocturnal rite

a cloak on his shoulders

bell and dirk in his hands

high priest of the ritual

cuts the silence by chant

a chamber for rituals

the gate to the other worlds

it is opened by the spells

to summon those demons



those spirits of darkest realms

arrive through this room

for black magic purpose of mine

for spreading my doom

gestic magic, the spell and the chant



high priest of this night and this rite

setting the curse upon enemy

striking with the fatal energy

the chant, the spell

released from hell



the force of dark side

the gastic magic night

a harmful, even fatal

well wished and asked

from demons of pit

the curse has been set



the darkness has landed

a moon on the sky

dark coven gathered

for the nocturnal rite

a cloak on his shoulders

bell and dirk in his hands

high priest of the ritual

cuts the silence by chant