Black Easter - Portrait

Foolish mortal

Do you know what you’re dealing with?

Magic is demons

And I summon them here to do as I bid

Speak your dreams

If you’d ever dare to confess

The lives I’ve taken

Are only a glimpse of the power

That I possess

To bring the wicked

Back to earth on Black Easter

Drawn… into the fire

By the rites of Black Easter

An infernal plan

To unleash a terror yet unmatched

Such grand blasphemy

Not seen since the cosmic egg was hatched

Invocation

I’ll call the Lords of the Abyss

The end is near

And all of hell has been waiting for a moment like this

Rise of the wicked

On the eve of Black Easter

Crowned with dark defiance

Heaven bleeds on Black Easter

I call upon the Descending Hierarchy

With these ineffable names

Unleash the host and appear before me

Through the sacrificial flames

For on this night, released from Hell-mouth

The mortal world is yours

To fill mankind with a fear they’d never know

Through famine, death and wars

Rise from hell!!!

The Last Death is riding

On the night wind overhead

And in that final moment

We realise… that God is dead