Agony Of The Damned

Steeped for nine days in the gloom of death
 Eat the flesh of rotten dogs
 Magic circle drawn around the grave
 Midnight tolls
 Come to me, show yourself, oracle of the dead
 From the grim gate of Hades, from the underworld you're led
 We hear the baying growing louder, Hell hounds arrive in packs
 Snakes swarm up from the soil, spirits draped in black
 Obscure vault with lighted torch
 Chant the rites from my ancient book
 Arcane knowledge only dead possess
 Dread the howls
 Goddess we're calling
 Speak the rites
 With the hell hounds by her side in the night
 The dead will come back to life
 By virtues of resurrection and agonies of the damned
 I conjure and command thee answer my demands
 You will obey these ceremonies, come back to your shape
 Or suffer everlasting, rise up from your grave
 Hecate we're calling you
 An offering so pure
 Mourning of spirits lost
 Tribes of Dis
 Force of chaos, cloaked in black
 Arise the corpse up from the grave
 Take a look, don't move your eyes
 She appears
 Come to me, show yourself, oracle of the dead
 From the grim gate of Hades, from the underworld you're led
 We hear the baying growing louder, Hell hounds arrive in packs
 Snakes swarm up from the soil, spirits draped in black
 Hear the hiss growing loud
 Flesh of infant skinned alive
 One look at her will destroy your mind
 Chant the rites
 Goddess we're calling
 Speak the rites
 With the hell hounds by her side in the night
 The dead will come back to life