From the ancient cave We slip into the night For now our master calls Into the clearing Bathed in black starlight Granting power to us all We march in darkness The village sleeps Our blood lust will be satisfied Cloaked in silence Closer we creep Dark desire fills our pale white eyes Baptized in whisky and blood Fueled by the stench of decay Repugnant black magic cult Demon star show us the way Ravenous ripping of flesh Serene echoing screams Diabolical voracity Mutilate with unholy skill None are left alive Blasphemous ecstasy A village ablaze in the night A glorious funeral pyre Only ash and bone are left behind Onward we march Heed the masters call We turn our gaze to the sky