Welcome!
To the elder ruins again
The wind whispers beside the deep forest
Darkness will show us the way
The sky has darkened thirteen as
We are collected woeful around a book
Made of human flesh
«Heic noe num pax»
Here is no peace
«De grandaevus, antiquus malum tristis
Arcanas mysteria scriptum»
The book's blood written pages open
«Invoco Crentus Domini de Daemonium»
We follow with our white eyes
The ceremonial proceeding
«Rex sacriticulus mortifer»
In the circle of stone coffins
We are standing with our black robes on
Holding the bowl with unholy water
«Heic noe num pax»
Bring us the goat
«Psychomantum et precr exitium annos major»
«Ferus netandus sacerdos magus.
Mortem animalium»
