Paagtheaan - Impure Invocations of The Serpent

Awakening
In silence hear the voice and breath
The fallen, down below
With every word
A sigil scribed into the flesh
Spellbound until death

Fill the chalice
Drink deep of it's wisdoms
Hidden 'neath the cloak of night
Far below thy flame is burning bright

See the crosses turn
Feel the pyres burn

Dusk is descending
Tread unholy ground
Spirits come to gather
By incantation bound

See the crosses turn
Feel the pyres burn

Heed the spellcraft here
Foul Serpent
Feast upon thy bones
Awaken from thy grave
The invocation, impure
Feed on the blood of all
Speak, move and appear

Evil born to flesh
Ceremonial bloodrite

Great burning judgement
Consume all
Dethrone God