The black ceremony is now performing by the dark gathering of death
Unholy songs are sung as some grim virgins are making music
Black candles are burning and a cold fog is appearing in the graveyard
I'm opening my coffin's door and rising my bloody head

Worship the force of death covered of blood

A gaze beyond the walls of this black church I kiss my altar of hate
As I start to walk towards my people my servants are kneeled
I vomit my blood which isn't red but black on the face of a virgin
Screaming all the horror she knows O dark lord I'm back again