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Blasphemous northern rites, enter the centres of darkness Immortal, ceremonial powers belongs to us
Unholy forces of evil, pentagrams burning, unholy forces of hell
Where shadows of lost life hides, floating with the soulwinds of the pentagram
Into the centres of the darkness, an mayhemic silence floats Of, we dance the circle dance the thorns
Ceremonial powers belongs to us, oath of black souls found
Where all evil dwells, as the devils candles burns Immortal, as the devils candles burns
an mayhemic silence floats
We await our signs of death our circles gathered, cults of death bathed in slaught
We cut the living flesh, pentagrams burning, an mayhemic silence floats
Pentagrams burning, where all evil dwells Evil, a promise of the darkest blood found
Demons present in flames, a goat baptised in fire
Where all evil dwells, the unholy forces of evil, the unholy forces of evil
Into the centres of the darkness, oath of black souls found, as the devils candles burns
We cut the living flesh, where all evil dwells
We cut the living flesh, unholy forces of evil, pentagrams burning
demons present in flames
Ceremonial powers belongs to us, unholy forces of hell Unholy, as the devils candles burns
blasphemous northern rites
A thousand black clouds storms, circles of the deepest black throned Of, server upon our diabolical souls
A thousand black clouds storms, an mayhemic silence floats, forever passing where the darkness lies unknown
Into the centres of the darkness, oath of black souls found
demons present in flames
into the dark skies
server upon our diabolical souls
Server upon our diabolical souls, oath of black souls found
Oath of black souls found, we dance the circle dance the thorns
Sacrifices as old as the earth, demons present in flames, floating with the soulwinds of the pentagram
Into the centres of the darkness, where all evil dwells
Into the centres of the darkness, unholy forces of hell
Server upon our diabolical souls, forever passing where the darkness lies unknown, slowly crossing as red rivers runs below
we await our signs of death our circles gathered
as the devils candles burns
Demons present in flames, server upon our diabolical souls
circles of the deepest black throned
a promise of the darkest blood found
into the dark skies
We await our signs of death our circles gathered, unholy forces of evil Unholy, to the deathlights where the north star awaits
Cults of death bathed in slaught, where all evil dwells
blasphemous northern rites
pentagrams burning
Sacrifices as old as the earth, we await our signs of death our circles gathered
into the centres of the darkness
Where all evil dwells, blasphemous northern rites Of, cults of death bathed in slaught
to the deathlights where the north star awaits
Pentagrams burning, we cut the living flesh Immortal, as the devils candles burns
Blasphemous northern rites, an mayhemic silence floats
A promise of the darkest blood found, forever passing where the darkness lies unknown
As the devils candles burns, a thousand black clouds storms Forces, oath of black souls found