Hear the blackened call
Summoning the night
Hearken to the moon
Majesty of skies
Armed with the sacred might
Wielding ancient lore
Guarded by the blackest words
I stand by this gate
I command and constrain thee
O spirits of the night
By him who spoke the word
The king of netherworld
Hear the blackened call
Summoning the night
Hearken to the moon
Majesty of skies
I know the secret names
To unlock hidden vaults
Mysteries of ancient times
I grasp them all
Authority from supreme lord
Harbinger of doom
Crown of flames upon his brow
He watches over this world
By the names Adonai
Elohim, Zobroth
Azazel, and Beelzebub
I command you
I constrain you
O spirits of the night
Wreathed in flames
Smoke upon my brow
I command all thee
Spirits of the night
Armed with the sacred might
Wielding ancient lore
Guarded by the blackest words
I stand by this gate
I command and constrain thee
O spirits of the night
Open these grim doors
And let me pass into the deep
Hear the blackened call
Summoning the night
Hearken to the moon
Majesty of skies
