Saturnalia Temple - Ancient Sorceries

Ghostly clouds gather
As graves of the mind open
Wide

Inner callings received
Lycanthropic enlightement

Beneath the bitter mountains
A village dark sorrounded
By forests of gloom
Black leaves are falling

Ancient sorceries
A magical mass of the dark one
Ancient sorceries
Mass infestation of trance...

Do not resist
Do not regret
Fall into the darkest pleasure

Eyes cannot withhold
As the ancient beast arise

Worship the power of fire
Ever defiant against what is

Seek the misrule behind the horns
As the pipes of pan they call

Ancient sorceries
Unutterable chants entail
Ancient sorceries
Brought alive tonight