Invocation - 1349

Let the darkness fall, arouse my soul

Unveil the mysteries of all past aeons

Out of deep slumber crawl

And reignite the Black Flame

Rise with the new sun, descend

With the spirits of the moon

Rebirth in screams of terror

A domain of pain

Moving with the black clouds forming

The twilight’s heavens cross

Winds blows burnt pulverized bones

Yet the spiritual flame burns deeper

Devoured by them

Gasps in the nightly air seems weaker

As the darkness fall

Time’s up…

The time is now…