Death is a realm, I'm yet to explore    Twisting my mind, contorted thoughts reveal    Violent acts of rituals I perform    Chanting the rites in the enochian tongue    Invocations rip through my soul    Ancient guides I summon thee    Conjuring the spirits of the dead    The blood I've consumed intensifies my wrath    Lord of the dead, my cries thee heard    As I command, come forth from the abyss    I suddenly hear the screams call unto me, Matt!    I my presence eyes appear burning    Through black twisted mangled shapes    Demons I've summoned reside    Writhing in painful dismay    Reaching their heands unto me    In a guttural voice they have said "Come!"    As I follow lead into astral domains    My minds in a trance    Darkness surrounding my sight    Senses are becoming numb    Soaring through regions of death    This world full of lost souls    Disembodied spirits manifesting    As they speak these words    "Follow us and we shall grant you    Supernatural powers to control death!"    Coldness surrounding my soul    As I see vision of me murdering    Can this be?!    Seal this covenant with blood    I'm consumed by suffering    The desire to kill sets in    Fill this void within my soul