Blackest Evocation - The Drip

Set the alter draw the shapes

For which the blackest evocation to take place

I see the moon hanging in loom

It castes a glare across the face of the room

Black and weathered, dark grimoire

The perfect conduit to summon the presence

Dark ecriture, lights up a blaze

Across the pages of blood stained and torn

The blackest evocation

Set the alter, draw the shapes

For which the black evocation to take place

Where the candles surround

They will be unveiled

Where the banner is lain

Darkness is my name

Where the candles surround

Evocation is imminent

Were the banner is lain

Offer blood and call forth their names

Where the candles surround

They will be unveiled

Where the banner is lain

Darkness is my name

Where the candles surround

They will be unveiled

They will be unveiled

Where the candles surround

Evocation is imminent

Were the banner is lain

Offer blood and call forth their names

Where the candles surround

Evocation is imminent

Were the banner is lain

Offer blood and call forth their names