The Unholy - The Pact

The night it breaths
The circle drawn
The victim readied
A new moon dawns
Now you call the spirit of your choosing
Feel its presence chill the air
Into the triangle, the order
If you will, you will dare
The blade catches the starlight
As it slices through the air
Plunging deep into the heart
The beast screams out its last breath
As the blood shoots to the sky
Lucifuge is satisfied Call its name
Speak the word
It obeys
You are the lord
A time to kill
A time to die
The world's ready
The word you cry
Exchanging vows like lovers
In the union of the night
The pact is ratified
Lucifuge is smiling
Absorbing the blood life
The pact is made tonight