Witchcraft - Obtained Enslavement

I am the face of the sky…

…And thou shall worship the night…

The fog between the moons

Thy life thou shall take from this

Thy sisters are thou

And thou are the night

Mighty are the mirrors of the moon

For they shall reflect darkness

And no spell will be broken

As there are no one present

And the chanting of the nightbeasts

Shall bring forth thy powers

The mass of times, the highpriest’s return

Devilish mood of black blood…

…For this is the hour of witches

And the crafts of darkness

Enter the fires…

…And thou shall have it all

For thou are this

And the night belongs to thee

Make me yours

Embrace my soul

For this is the hymn of evil

The witches' return…

I am the face of the sky…

…And thou shall worship the night…