Persecuted they gather, remnants of a coven

Converge into enchantment

Mystic storm of phantom devilry

They summon the Impious

Inciter of truth

He shall bear right against their foes

He takes charge of their souls

Into the rings of Hell

Supreme lord of unholy blasphemy

Their brothers tortured and burned

>From the ashes they now return

Visages of sinister possession

Bestowed with ardent powers upon them

They seek atonement for treacherous ways

And weave their spells of dark sorcery

Filled with impetuous rage