Evocation

<br>Deep in yout mind in a subconcious voice<br>Eager to call, he who`s guarding the gates<br>Feast of evoking, he who comes from the<br>depth<br>Circle of Seance, in a trance of decay<br>Mass for abyss, so it will be done<br>Die! Only a soul, is worth his affection<br>Giving your life, his only need<br>And at the gate the Master is waiting<br>Come, kneel and beg for his grace<br>One out of all has the privilege of approval<br>The rest remains dwelling through<br>the crypts of knowledge<br>Fighting the poowers of forgiveness, remain<br>an evil black soul<br>Only a soul, is worth his affection<br>Giving your life that`s all he needs<br>Circle of seance, not one soul will awake<br>Eager to call, mass for abyss<br>And at the gate the Master was waiting<br>Only one of all had the priviledge of power<br>The rest is there to die a thousand deaths