the darkness has landed   a moon on the sky   dark coven gathered   for the nocturnal rite   a cloak on his shoulders   bell and dirk in his hands   high priest of the ritual   cuts the silence by chant   a chamber for rituals   the gate to the other worlds   it is opened by the spells   to summon those demons      those spirits of darkest realms   arrive through this room   for black magic purpose of mine   for spreading my doom   gestic magic, the spell and the chant      high priest of this night and this rite   setting the curse upon enemy   striking with the fatal energy   the chant, the spell   released from hell      the force of dark side   the gastic magic night   a harmful, even fatal   well wished and asked   from demons of pit   the curse has been set      the darkness has landed   a moon on the sky   dark coven gathered   for the nocturnal rite   a cloak on his shoulders   bell and dirk in his hands   high priest of the ritual   cuts the silence by chant