Fane Of The Clandestine

Offer! I offer unto you
This blood that's been spilled upon an
Altar made of ash and bone
I cry out and fall before thy throne

By candlelight the demons summoned me
Through a thick haze of incense smoke
I saw their faces becoming clear
“Draw me closer to your hellish flames! ”
We joined as one and chanted this black prayer

" May we here, together in this temple
Hidden by fog and shrouded in ivy
Destroy the hope of the righteous
And conquer our holy enemy

May no light ever pierce the walls of our spirit
May no holy words be uttered by our lips
May no Abrahamic blood be left upon the Earth
May we forever dwell in our darkened fane "

I chanted these black words for all to hear
In their grasp now, our spirits ever joined