Living, dead and dying

We stand covered by Black shroud

We await the moon and wind

Fire burning on the altar

Burnt the incautious spirits

By it's red glare, awoke the magic stones

We've united good and evil

We've created the highest power

Magic and might of dark blood

Blood from the scars of wounded Gods

Runes engraved by Devils

Besmeared by the Black Blood

In the Glare of furious lightning's

Spell of the damned runic words

Altar of uncoagulated blood

Altar surrounded by the women-wolves

The words pledged to moon

We repeat incantations written in blood

Spirits come and walk among us

We curse their fear and awe

We curse our mercy

May my soul burn in the fore of purity

Evil wind tears the trees

Moon hidden over the clouds

Black smoke teases our eyes

Burnt blood charms by it's smell

Night of the ultimate darkness

Elected it's sacrifice, it's tribute

Feeding by our fear and our pain