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Black Mass

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Black Mass

(Intro)
The candles flicker in the dark,
Chanting whispers leave their mark.
A gathering of shadows rise,
Beneath the blood-red moonlit skies.

(Verse 1)
The altar’s set, the dagger gleams,
Sacrifice to twisted dreams.
Cold stone beneath the feet,
The final breath of those they meet.

The robes are black, the eyes are hollow,
Led by those who dare not follow.
A voice of doom, a curse of hate,
The hour’s near, it’s far too late.

(Pre-Chorus)
Rising in the darkness, we kneel to the flame,
The unholy ceremony, calling out His name.
The heavens tremble, the earth will break,
The Black Mass is here, and we’ve sealed our fate.

(Chorus)
Black Mass, the final rite,
Doomed to fall, lost to the night.
Voices scream, and souls are torn,
In this cursed hour, we are reborn.
Black Mass, a world undone,
The sacrifice has just begun.
The flames will rise, the shadows call,
Black Mass, the end of us all.

(Verse 2)
The blood is spilled, the air is thick,
The chant begins, and time grows sick.
A twisted prayer, a demon’s song,
We’re bound forever, where we belong.

The horns of hell begin to sound,
The heavens crack, the earth unbound.
We stand as one, the chosen few,
But now we face what we must do.

(Pre-Chorus)
Rising in the darkness, we kneel to the flame,
The unholy ceremony, calling out His name.
The heavens tremble, the earth will break,
The Black Mass is here, and we’ve sealed our fate.

(Chorus)
Black Mass, the final rite,
Doomed to fall, lost to the night.
Voices scream, and souls are torn,
In this cursed hour, we are reborn.
Black Mass, a world undone,
The sacrifice has just begun.
The flames will rise, the shadows call,
Black Mass, the end of us all.

(Bridge)
Tears of blood, the skies turn red,
We call upon the one who’s dead.
Eternal darkness, we are His own,
Bound by the mark, we’re overthrown.

Chained in silence, bound in flame,
We give ourselves, we take the blame.
A kingdom rises from the fall,
In the Black Mass, we hear the call.

(Chorus)
Black Mass, the final rite,
Doomed to fall, lost to the night.
Voices scream, and souls are torn,
In this cursed hour, we are reborn.
Black Mass, a world undone,
The sacrifice has just begun.
The flames will rise, the shadows call,
Black Mass, the end of us all.

(Outro)
Black Mass, the final sound,
We are lost, never to be found.
Black Mass, the fall is near,
We are the damned, forever here.
Black Mass…
The end is near…

 

 

 

 

By Richard Girard

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