A Walk With The Wicked - Ancient Servant lyrics

The stars align To usher in an evil Beyond what you or I Can scarcely comprehend Beneath the fathoms Of crushing darkness The dread god lies entombed Not dead but dreaming Not dead but dreaming Rise! Priest of desolation This blackened spirit In servitude to you Will heed your demon call From afar Offering human sacrifice To gain your favour Be spared the terrors And be devoured first Oh, great old prophet Consume my soul Have mercy on this spirit Have mercy on this soul Ingest this human body And send it straight to hell I carve your sign in my flesh I slake the virgin blood I desecrate the altars Of every lesser god