They step into the old house Strange crucifixes hanging on the walls Soon they invert them all The invocation ritual has begun Magic circle in the red chamber What's going on tonight? The spirit they have called Refuses talking to them In the red chamber Flames are growing high They are no longer The daemon is alive "Strange noises of footsteps above my head There is no one here except me The spirit we have called is too strong for us It won't live after we've read the Enochian key" "Credo in Satanas, omnipotentem daemonium Factorem Bellum et pestis Visibilium malum et invisibilium Expecto dies irae suis et bellum universalis Nema" And so they stride on, out in the dark Creatures of night exiled Walking desperately, seeking refuge in Hell Thinking of a way to reconquer their lair "They have found us dead three days after this night Five dead bodies around a pentagram All of our questions have gotten an answer We are forever doomed to haunt the red chamber".