The Ritual

Five black candles for the larger circle
Five more for the small
Each and everyone upon a twisted ironstick
The floor adorned with runes of chalk
And with a censer in its midst

A chant for the elder was the spark of creation
Making way, the ancient pray
Circling quickly round the center of attraction
A force to wheel the spell to seal
A pact with a power of the past

Gather now whirling winds of might
Water, fire, darkness and light
Silence and sound, unite and surround
Invisible presence step into sight

Through demon's gate walk you beast of night
In defiance of all gods of light
To serve the caster, your lord and master
I demand your presence, obey this rite

The candles flicker of sudden breeze
By the censer it begins to increase
The smoke forms fear as the demons appear
Too many demons, the spell cannot seize



Credits
Writer(s): Johan Alwall, Conny Petersson, Niclas Danielsson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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