Let the stars be the candles on your grave
Awakening of the ancient one they seek
Hands from hell laying you down In a hole hole in the ground
* Spirits of fire encircle you now Their soothing voices call out for him
Burning hands and their faces they are grave
Coven stares with ravenous eyes at you
The air filled with death, the night filled with love Love for the master, love for the master
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