Howling Ruins - Rituals of the Blood Moon

Rituals of the Blood Moon Torches flaring against the cold night Nailed candles placed to summon the ancient witch spirits Under this obscure eclipse I gaze at the moonlight As it turns red as the flowing blood on my blade Freezing wind against my pale skin Impure blood drips from the steel Rituals of the blood moon A sacrifice is preformed to the worshippers of the past I summon ancient evil upon this sickening modern world To extinguish the filth I gaze at the moonlight As it turns red as the flowing blood on my blade Freezing wind against my pale skin Impure blood drips from the steel Rituals of the blood moon