Oliver Haddo - Blood Ceremony

Hard to please, isn’t he?

He asks only you let him take your mind

Harvester of souls is he

Necromancy and subjects of that kind

Far beneath Paris streets

Our coven meets, the Sabbath is nigh

Haddo waits so patiently before the altar of sacrifice

Oh, will you walk away?

And no, it would not be a good idea for you to stray

The rites of Haddo have begun

He’s calling on the ancient ones

There are strange worlds hidden in his sorcery

Many things have come to be through devilry

Both wicked and divine

As nothing ever comes for free

Our gods will need your blood as sacrifice