Black candles slowly burning away, blood-stained lips and flashing red eyes.
Hell’s wind and incantations summon living fire
As the seven holy passages to Hell await to be opened, Gods Angels are now taking a mighty toll
With a dead man's bones conjure up the enemy of the fallen soul
Armies of the Gods of Hell now ride across the astral plane.
Bearing curses of mass destruction sworn far beyond the grave.
Oh, ye children of the darkness are all born but to deceive.
By the ancient code of evil grant, not one reprieve.
Night winds of doom see my dark desire take shape.
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