Hymn to the Fallen: I. Conjuration (Song of Azazel)

歌詞

The flame is lit and the shadows have grown long We raise our voices in triumphant song We sing the praises of Azazel whom we call We invoke the spirits of our comrades who have fallen We give thanks for the power and the gifts you have bestowed Come forth Azazel! We sing the praises of the forces down below Come forth Azazel! We sing the praises of Azazel whom we call Come forth Azazel! We conjure thee benefactor of us all Come forth Azazel! Come forth from the night Bring us weapons Bring us might Bring us beauty Bring us light Bring us objects that delight Give us money Give us drugs Give us liquor Give us guns Fallen angel we conjure thee Come Azazel, be free! Azazel! I conjure thee! Darkest Lord now come to me! Azazel! I conjure thee! Show yourself for all to see! Appear as man Appear as beast! Come to us and join our feast! Show yourself for all to see and join us in our Revelry!