The Invocation - Attic

Black candles burn in this convent tonight

We forced our way in their sacred halls

To chant a litany of blasphemy

To pay obeisance to our lord

One of the nuns will join sacrament of lust

A human sacrifice under the inverted cross

«Oh sister you don’t have to renounce your God

We just need your life, we need your blood»

Satanas, I call thee

Lucifer, I invoke thy demons

Azazel rise from utter darkness

I bow to you and avow myself to the liturgy of sin

Incense is rising to the chapel ceiling

Time to recite the incantation

We are enlightened, disciples of the dark lord

We feed the black flame

«While the other nuns are sleeping, you can witness God’s demise

Sister, you’ll see the frailty of Christ»

We are priests of the left hand path

The lord we praise tonight is not the God above