Lord Belial - Primordial Incantation

Summon the northern sphere to embrace it's wisdom Bring forth the sole scroll of ethereal black enchantments Emblazon the scriptures and it's devilish incantations Behold the scorching supremacy in the wake of the infernal names Ring the bell, turn to the north Drink the blood; take heed on the voice of the chant Ring the bell, turn to the south Drink the blood; take heed on the voice of the present Summon the southern sphere to embrace it's wisdom Immense emotional horizon shiver, engrave the signs in thy flesh Devour thine fear; embrace the power of demonic incantation Dusk shall rise from the north; the abyss shall be the heavens Summon the eastern sphere to embrace it's wisdom The seed of sinister dimensional abhorrence arises The rites of passage; an overture of satanic disharmony Deliverance lies near as from a flick of a razor blade Ring the bell, turn to the east Drink the blood; take heed on the voice of the future Ring the bell, turn to the west Drink thine blood; take heed on the voice of the past Summon the western sphere to embrace it's wisdom Fall deeper into the abyss move towards the dark light One final sacrifice, bloodletting thyself into dim visions Enslave thyself to the chains of death