Pentagram - Possessed

There’s a sacred city not far from here

Where the earth is bare and the sky is black

Tormented souls are stricken with fear

and the sinners all know that there’s no way back

Flying to the pentagram

There’s a lot you’ll want to see

Sacrifice the crying Ram

And drink the blood with me

Giant kingdom down below

Where the lord of darkness sits and waits

For a poor lost mortal to come in

When he lowers down his gates

Prison of death where time stands still