Come to the meeting Nocturnal rites Kneel to the master Eat the night Can you feel the power The burning flame Blood on the pages In the book of black Oh, nocturnal rites Yeah, in the dead of night Legions of bastards Can you feel their eyes Dead on the alter Lie your broken dreams Mass hypnosis Under a neon sky Into psychosis As we shun the light Oh, nocturnal rites Yeah, in the dead of night You're inside the circle There's no escape And the circle's inside of you You can try and get out But it's way to late And we're watching over you