Death is a realm, I'm yet to explore Twisting my mind, contorted thoughts reveal Violent acts of rituals I perform Chanting the rites in the enochian tongue Invocations rip through my soul Ancient guides I summon thee Conjuring the spirits of the dead The blood I've consumed intensifies my wrath Lord of the dead, my cries thee heard As I command, come forth from the abyss I suddenly hear the screams call unto me, Matt! I my presence eyes appear burning Through black twisted mangled shapes Demons I've summoned reside Writhing in painful dismay Reaching their heands unto me In a guttural voice they have said "Come!" As I follow lead into astral domains My minds in a trance Darkness surrounding my sight Senses are becoming numb Soaring through regions of death This world full of lost souls Disembodied spirits manifesting As they speak these words "Follow us and we shall grant you Supernatural powers to control death!" Coldness surrounding my soul As I see vision of me murdering Can this be?! Seal this covenant with blood I'm consumed by suffering The desire to kill sets in Fill this void within my soul