The Chosen Ones - Brimstone Coven

Rise up, oh spirits of the night

Come forth and join our sacred rite

We do not fear this void of light

We are the chosen ones

Calling out to ancient ones

We chant aloud in ancient tongues

And with the power of the sun

The gods annoint the chosen ones

And with the promise of the seed

The sacrifice will have to bleed

And with the treasures of the earth

Invoke the pleasures of rebirth

Rise up, oh spirits of the night

Come forth and join our sacred rite

We do not fear this void of light

We are the chosen ones