Cursed rites of darkness
Out where the oldest oaks stand
We praise the unholy lord
The ultimate sin we command
We will fight, we will win
The warriors around the stone altar speak
Night shines in our eyes
We call on the beast
Hells raging hordes
Call on the beast
Blessed in the ring of stones
Flames reach high and higher
As blood is running warm
Down from the altar of stone
Come forth infernal master
We've lift the silver blade
Come forth possess our souls
Young virgin's life won't be saved
We will fight, we will win
The warriors around the stone altar speak
Night shines in our eyes
We call on the beast
Hells raging hordes
Call on the beast
Call on the beast!
Prince of darkness hear our call
Lord of evil standing tall
Let the heavens turn to hell
By this rite, by this spell
Cursed rites of darkness
Out where the oldest oaks stand
We praise the unholy lord
The ultimate sin we command
Night shines in our eyes
We call on the beast
Hells raging hordes
Call on the beast
