Living With the Ancients

The skies above have darkened The stars have aligned We're witness to a rite of black magic design Master of witches King of the chaos-sphere Pastoral god whose altar burns with pagan fear The Great God Pan Born behind the stars The ancients live again Song of the woodlands Pan Pipes are crying reeds His maddened tune will lift the autumn leaves We see the horned-one We see his shape assume The form of laughing wines & sandalwood fumes

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Io, Saturnalia! The gods will come tonight We'll sit at their table, and sheir their infernal light Oh Lord of Misrule, your song is never the same And you never leave one, the same as when you came Dark spirits will leave us now; the wind has filled with sighs The roots of our witchery reach down toward the burning fires We'll circle the hallowed tree and leave this world behind Ascension through sorcery toward pleasures rare-to-find I know, I know all too well The wines of wizardry they're running through our spells I know, I know all too well This world of death, this world of squares We'll leave it all for hell

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

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Night of the devils has arrived My calling you should come as no surprise I summon thee my demon, Lord of the Flies With this commandment: thou shalt rise! Dreaming demon, open your eyes We humbly ask of you your presence this night We call your name and offer sacrifice Chanting forbidden hymns in black magic rites Unholy demon, my demon brother! Won't you see what we have to offer?

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Morning of the magicians Whispering incantations We witness the dawn, the sun's ancient fires Invoking dark spirits to help us get higher Morning of the magicians Whispering incantations Turning, we circle the eldritch pyre Enchantments to satisfy evil desires Morning of the magicians I have entered a new world Every man and woman is a star A new season has begun This dawn will see an ancient revelry For what will be...

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Hard to please, isn't he? He asks only you let him take your mind Harvester of souls is he Necromancy and subjects of that kind Far beneath Paris streets Our coven meets - the Sabbat is nigh Haddo waits so patiently, before the altar of sacrifice Oh, will you walk away? And no, it would not be a good idea for you to stray The rites of Haddo have begun He's calling on the ancient ones There are strange worlds hidden in his sorcery Many things have come to be through devilry Both wicked and divine As nothing ever comes for free Our gods will need your blood as sacrifice

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Look there to the mountain That fiery bird! Futile song echoing from days long ago In its voice you hear hunger No turning away And its song pulls you under No choice but to heed it And making your way Convinced by its preaching From your templum to stray You dared not to wander There was no pulling away As its song drew you under In the flames it has found you Jagged wings wrap around you Your screams they turn to ashes As the night's augury passes

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

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Somewhere along The olden fogs Our paths will cross For I have want to summon thee Ship of fools I'll take you at my leisure It is my power yes it is my pleasure Priestess of madness Under a saffron sun Cargo of souls that I will feast upon I call upon An ancient necromantic sun My will binds you close to me Oh, will you drink These Lethean waters? And join me on this Isle of endless borders Who knows not Circe? My light so moribund Your dead souls dance with me like flowers in the sun Who knows not Circe? The seas crash down upon Those who do not tremble at the Daughter of the Sun

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025