Pagan Circle

from The Black Hand by Nalgranek

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lyrics

In the darkened wood
The mists begin to part
Smells of fire run through the forest
Cold breath out of a sour mouth

All at night the pagan circle
Gather around the moonlit stone
Unholy mass ancient symbols
Drawn a sword of blood

Hooded men encased in madness
Ancient stones stand draped in moss
The fingers tremble, the wrists bound
The eyes gaze from the black

All at night the pagan circle
Gather around the moonlit stone
Unholy mass, Ancient symbols
Drawn a sword of blood
Crimson river flows through stone
Flowing into a glass chalice
Caressing cracking flesh
The lifeblood invigorates

Cold air raises the flesh
Inscribed runes begin to glow
The shadows seem to dance
Laughs of the wicked men
Mouths pouring scarlet
Invoking in ancient tongue
Lights split the sky
Call upon dormant evil

Trembles amongst the ground
Rising from beneath
Hate filled air fills the lungs
Fire burns through