---

Behold! A malicious power takes them

Hooded fiends gather for the black ritual

Upon them darkness descends

Nefarious master of ceremony

Witness his dark command for the unholy

A darkened chamber

With demonic spirits

Surround the Master with their kneeling

His words echo the halls

His blood cloak leads the calling

A smoke of gloom, a cursed scepter

To lead the ceremony towards chaos

A darkened chamber

Surrounded by lurking shadows

Behold! A malicious power takes them

Hooded fiends gather for the blake ritual

Upon them darkness descends

The Master's scepter

Commands his alluring beasts

They bow and wait for their blood feast

They reveal their flesh

They convene as a devoted legion

Under the scepter's command

Occult ritual

Where masked eyes meet...