Portal of the Holder, Keeper of the Seven Blades! Portrait of the Order, Silver on the 5th. Horn! Six Dying Stars, Opens the Secrets to Thine Legacy
[chorus:] "Summoned by the Ancestor of Magick in the Atmosphere of Misanthropy. The Cult of the Flaming Wind, the Myth of the Mystic Mind." When
[chorus:] By the Moon, by the Blood, by the (7th.) Star, By the Powers of the sacred Hall! The Chants and the Spells of the Nightly Wind, Nocturnal
Harvest the Crop of Darkness, that Were Once Seed. Seed Indeed, by Force, by the 13. Warlocks in Disguise. Loyal for the Ring Destroyer, they Hailed
As You See the Light Fade away, from My Eyes and from My Soul. Something Beautiful is Cast Upon Me, Cape of Darkness Slowly Falling. The Oldest Memories
O, that sweet Scent of the Midnight Rain, that Pure Odour of the Witching Hour. Who is that One, Who has Bewitched Me, and Made Me Look like a Fool
[Epilogue] "Spectres of Our Souls, are Exiled in the Cosmic Sea, Only the Serpents crawl now in the Face of Gaia." Did you Hear the Unblessed Choirs
Observing the Starless Sky, I Remain Silent. Gazing Through the Universe, I Start to Laugh. Aeons Ago I was Born, from the Ash of the Stellar Mist
See the Smoke from the Burnin' Halls of god, Feel the Sulphurous Heat Upon the Ground. Fulfill the Autumn Night with Laughter and Joy, Mask Thineselves
