Chaedran Cult

We descended into chaos
 And ascended to the throne
 Of a thousand spectral kingdoms
 In the magick zone
 Angels, demons, sprites and spirits
 Gods and devils disappeared
 As we entered the crepuscule
 Privily revered
 Raise your chalice
 Raise your hand
 Kin of Chaedrist
 Take a stand
 Metal sounds
 Mystic words
 Magick arts
 Music is the sword we carry
 Mysticism is the shield
 Magick is the instrument
 That once has been revealed
 Likewise, you shall know us
 By the signs in black and gold
 Be it science or old wisdom
 Our path is manifold
 Raise your chalice
 Raise your hand
 Kin of Chaedrist
 Take a stand
 Join the Chaedran cult