Blackened call

Hear the blackened call
Summoning the night
Hearken to the Moon
Majesty of skies

Armed with the sacred might
Wielding ancient lore
Guarded by the blackest words
I stand by this gate

I command and constrain thee
Oh spirits of the night
By him who spoke the word
The king of Netherworld

Hear the blackened call
Summoning the night
Hearken to the Moon
Majesty of skies

I know the secret names
To unlock hidden vaults
Mysteries of ancient times
I grasp them all

Authority from supreme lord
Harbinger of Doom
Crown of flames upon his brow
He watches over this world

By the names
Adonai, Blohim, Zobroth
Azazel and Beelzebub

I command you
I constrain you
Oh, spirits of the night

Weathred in flames
Smoke upon my brow
I command all thee
Spirits of the night

Armed with the sacred might
Wielding ancient lore
Guarded by the blackest words
I stand by this gate

I command and constrain thee
Oh spirits of the night
Open these grim doors
And let me pass into the deep

Hear the blackened call
Summoning the night
Hearken to the Moon
Majesty of skies