Agony Of The Damned

Steeped for nine days in the gloom of death

Eat the flesh of rotten dogs

Magic circle drawn around the grave

Midnight tolls

Come to me, show yourself

Oracle of the dead

From the grim gate of Hades

From the underworld you're led

We hear the baying growing louder

Hell hounds arrive in packs

Snakes swarm up from the soil

Spirits draped in black

Obscure vault with lighted torch

Chant the rites from my ancient book

Arcane knowledge only dead possess

Dread the howls

Goddess we're calling

Speak the rites

With the hell hounds by her side in the night

The dead will come back to life

By virtues of resurrection

And agonies of the damned

I CONJURE and COMMAND thee

Answer my demands

You will obey these ceremonies

Come back to your shape

Or suffer everlasting

Rise up from your grave

Hecate we're calling you

An offering so pure

Mourning of spirits lost

Tribes of Dis

Force of chaos, cloaked in black

Arise the corpse up from the grave

Take a look, don't move your eyes

She appears

Hear the hiss growing loud

Flesh of infant skinned alive

One look at her will destroy your mind

Chant the rites