The Necromanteion

Darkest shrines to Death lay hidden deeply underground
 In ancient, 'nighted catacombs, where wrathful souls are bound
 Hoary roots suck the soil, a feast of filth and slime
 Spewing black atrocities 'til the end of time
 I hear the howling on the wind,
 the blackest of voids that rips through the light
 The gates are blasted open wide, my mind is aflame with chaotic might
 And slaughter is all around you
 Elemental forces in the dark
 Burn the bones and eat the chyldes heart
 Sacrifice the lamb to blackest night
 The Gates of Death are open, now you die
 Leagues below this shadowed kingdom
 Where molten veins doth reign
 Assemblies lead by faceless men
 The scions of long dead kings
 Wrapped in armour obsidian
 Mouths carved with dusky runes
 Calling forth the nameless one
 Spells cast in forbidden tongues
 Under the crown of northern mountains
 Where sunlight cannot be found
 Temples raised in honour of the fallen one
 Lucifer, I am thy son
 Rise now, in reverence, in devotion to thy burning splendour
 We offer this human swine O' Lord
 Grant us thy blessings profound
 The sacrifice made
 Your blood turns to ice in the darkness
 Lord of All Death approaches with fiery eyes