To the elder ruins again The wind whispers beside the deep forest Darkness will show us the way
The sky has darkened thirteen as We are collected woeful around a book Made of human flesh Heic Noenum Pax Here is no peace De Grandae Vus Antiquus Mulum Tristis Arcanas Mysteria Scriptum
The books blood written pages open Invoco Crentus Domini De Daemonium We follow with our white eyes The ceremonial proceeding
Rex Sacriticulus Mortifer In the circle of stone coffins We are standing with our black robes on Holding the bowl with unholy water
Heic Noenum Pax Bring us the goat Psychomantum Et Precr Exito Annos Major Ferus Netandus Sacerdos Magus
