Welcome!
To the elder ruins again,
The wind whispers beside the deep forest,
Darkness will show us the way,
Heic noenum pax
Here is no peace,
The sky has darkened thirteen as,
we are collected woeful around a book,
made of human flesh,
De grandaevus antiquus mulum tristis,
arcanas mysteria scriptum
The books bloodwritten pages open,
Invoco crentus domini de daemonium
We follow with our white eyes
The ceremonial proceeding,
Heic noenum pax
Bring us the goat,
Rex sacriticulus mortifer
In the circle of stone coffins,
We are standing with our black robes on,
holding the bowl with unholy water,
Psychomantum et precr exito annos major
Ferus netandus sacerdos magus. Mortem animalium