Flicker shall the yellow tongues of candles
Scary shall be the shadows that crawl
Sound of hounds dreary as night shudders
Middle of the star of devil lays the virgin alone
Milky white skin veiled in black she lies
Long mane of hers dark as night screams for life
Black robes at six points of the star chant slight
Emerge he shall to accept his virgin tonight
Rise from the fires born from the storms
Arise, arise the master of flames
Breathe through shadows, born from night
Arise, arise the prince of night
Her soul she gives the devil she serves
In her eyes burn empire of fire as open doors
On her lips he shall whisper her heart dead cold
Glorious he shall be in her body held close
One they shall be desires overwhelmed
Roar shall thunder storms shall swell
In her he shall feed at her will
Victorious he shall be in her screams
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