The Summoning Testo

Candles are lit, sacred oil burns, waxen images for ritual
Lucifer, horned one, bestow the power of a familiar
Your symbols I now fill with blood
Master Sathanas, your rise, my salvation

Your origin is unknown / no links to reality
Your knowledge of time / dates are unforeseen

Young, beautiful, innocent girls I shall find and gather
Demon king dress them in black and sodomize them on your altar
Emptiness, yet your artifacts inside
Lost in my dreams but eyes are open wide

Full moon on this night and the infernal stars shine
Entrance through your sacred gates and all the darkness behind
This place of worship now faces west
The Devil sends a son to transgress

Your origin is unknown / no links to reality
Your knowledge of time / dates are unforeseen

The Summoning!