People Of The Dark Circle

I walked into a blackened room all eyes ablaze upon me

I felt a frost chill tear up my spine as the child gazed upon me

Pulled out into the abyss voices calling me

Falling out into the abyss brought this festival in the snow

Across nameless stars

My forefathers called me from long ago

Twelve figures were there other than myself

Cloaked and hooded in black robes

They raised the dreadful grimoire

And chanted bring forth the ancient ones

Now I am two as one for I gazed too long

Through the black mirror to a world beyond decay

Infinite hells, voices calling me and I was gone with...

Those gathered here tonight were here in a time before man

before time

Beware of those who people the dark circle

Vessel of flesh you will dispatch the child to the House of

Shades

Before the altar I stood my sabre steeped in blood

I, high priest of the black arts

[Solo]

Now I'm wandering through the streets

Looking at the ruins, I have not seen since I was a child

When the winged gauntsbore me to the edge of midnight and

some beyond

Now, I remember it all

Those gathered here tonight were here in a time before gods

or even time

Beware of those who people the dark circle

They watch you through dreaming eyes and soon will raise

their heads