Cultes des Ghoules
EP • 2017
Master comes under many names But his sign we wear is one He's the key to dangerous games And to wisdom brighter than the sun Ageless malediction Feast for superstition Troubled by premonition Black magical attrition Master comes in various forms A snake, a fly or a fierce black dog What you love to fear is the one with horns Our power rises with coming of night and fog Ageless malediction Feast for superstition Troubled by premonition Black magical attrition Woe to you the enemies of ancient lore Ours is the truth you shall never rest in peace Writhe under your laws that leave souls bleak and sore And we seal your superstitious fears with devil's kiss What springs brightly from our devotion Is the power to set the elements in motion Demons mastered us in deceitful arts The unhallowed blood fuels our abyssal hearts What guides our steps on the path of no return Is the urge to rebel, kill, and burn From the shadows' depths cold empty eyes stare Follow the voice sinister, those who dare Weaklings' fear feeds the wrath of the Infernal We worship Him, that ageless intelligence eternal In this place,creep and foul Music comes with bark and howl Apparitions their dance began Saluting the great god Pan Hairy fiends and fauns and fairies An old legend their song carries Water nymphs of the brook The Deuce gave them bewitching look Dwarves and Kobolds form the circle of power Wolves announced the witching hour All in the name of the Infernal Ace We lay curse uoin the flawed race
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 11, 2025
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