Ghostly clouds gather
As graves of the mind open
Wide
As graves of the mind open
Wide
Inner callings received
Lycanthropic enlightement
Beneath the bitter mountains
A village dark sorrounded
By forests of gloom
Black leaves are falling
Ancient sorceries
A magical mass of the dark one
Ancient sorceries
Mass infestation of trance...
Do not resist
Do not regret
Fall into the darkest pleasure
Eyes cannot withhold
As the ancient beast arise
Worship the power of fire
Ever defiant against what is
Seek the misrule behind the horns
As the pipes of pan they call
Ancient sorceries
Unutterable chants entail
Ancient sorceries
Brought alive tonight
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