Disciple of the Serpent Star

We are the holy ones
 Gathering in silent grove
 Willing blood sacrifice
 Written in the stone
 Subterranean hall
 Shining badge upon each breast
 Imbued with ancient magic
 Engraved upon the flesh
 Enchanted
 Bewitched beneath the stars
 Set forth in flame
 Summoned for the Crystal Cave
 Preceded by my fame
 Enemy of the grave
 Disciple of the Serpent Star
 Holy revealer of the Secret God
 The sleeping lords will writhe
 Upon the pillars of the moon
 A barrow opened to the sky
 Behold the herald of the light
 Brand of destiny
 Mastery of martial craft
 Metallurgic supremacy
 Imbued with runes to light the path
 Nocturnal prowl
 Sunder tombs by lunar light
 Clad in cape and cowl
 I am the enemy of the night
 Mark my silhouette
 Fear me like the day
 Horn blaring in the dark
 Enemy of the grave
 Disciple of the Serpent Star
 Holy revealer of the Secret God