They step into the old house  Strange crucifixes hanging on the walls  Soon they invert them all  The invocation ritual has begun    Magic circle in the red chamber  What's going on tonight?  The spirit they have called   Refuses talking to them    In the red chamber   Flames are growing high  They are no longer  The daemon is alive    "Strange noises of footsteps above my head  There is no one here except me  The spirit we have called is too strong for us  It won't live after we've read the Enochian key"    "Credo in Satanas, omnipotentem daemonium  Factorem Bellum et pestis  Visibilium malum et invisibilium  Expecto dies irae suis et bellum universalis  Nema"    And so they stride on, out in the dark  Creatures of night exiled  Walking desperately, seeking refuge in Hell  Thinking of a way to reconquer their lair    "They have found us dead three days after this night  Five dead bodies around a pentagram  All of our questions have gotten an answer  We are forever doomed to haunt the red chamber".