Gateways to Necromancy Lyrics

Circles, squares, triangles, the symbols of magick
Candles, swords, goblets, the tools for rituals.
Henbane, incense, embers, the ingredients for trance.
Blood, milk, oil, the offerings for sacrifice.

Follow me, through the four gateways of the life-draining magick, the black arts of necromancy.

Read from the ancient tome, the one that is bound into human skin. Recite the cryptic letters, which only a disciple may know. Written in blood and conserved through powerful spells. Witchcraft from times long lost, brought into the present age

Call forth the ancestor, the one who carries scythe and crown. Unspeakable rites. Forever lost wisdom. Gained anew by the one who dares.

Follow me, into a world unknown. Accept the abscence of all where no living man has been.

The dead have stories to tell, they're to sire the past, when the spirits upheave from the realm, feeding on your mind and soul.
ZAZAS ZAZAS NASATANADA ZAZAS.