Inquisition - Nocturnal Gatherings And Wicked Rites

I am the one that is summoning thee through the powers and the forces of Satan I am the one that is calling for rites for the gathering of holy burnings Dark moon in the blackest skies I call upon your presence for wisdom All in a circle of wicked rites, blood of the virgin shall drip tonight Starlight from the cosmic sea shines upon the blood soaked altar Unholy fire that burns up high on the head of the ancient horned goat king Pleasure of the sacrifice brings us might, strength of a beast we are given All in a circle of wicked rites, blood of the virgin shall drip tonight Lord in the heavens we deny, followers of you we despise We are the ones born of fire, element of earth you must fear Now is the time to worship death through the sacrifice of the holy bitch All in a circle of wicked rites, blood of the virgin shall drip tonight