Black blood oath as the mad arab wrote
Sacred blade handle hoof from the goat
A sacrifice drains the essence of life
Enter shaadows of darkness at night
Severed hand of the godfearing man
Holds the heart as a gift for the damned
Under the sign in the blood it will bind
Through the gaze of the cursed evil eye
Sorceress sing of the burnt offering
And the power that three points will bring
Book of the dead as it is written it is read
As the unborn baby is bled
Ritual chants as the black witches dance
In a circle, threadbare and intranced
With the craft an unholy black mass
Calls the dead to come back from the past