Ritual Lyrics

A village underground never see the sun

Burrowing and tunneling below all the soil

Leading to a covenant of creatures of fantasy

Only in the dark do they venture to the surface in the wild

Running with the wolves and nocturnal beasts

Gathering ingredients to bring forth an ancient one

Moving in the shadows as they sing to the universe

Filling up a cauldron of black with the recipe they live from

Stirring of the pot will soon be underway

As everything is put into the center of a boiling broth

The conjuring and toiling of a specimen so curious

Resulting in creation of a strange elixir

Tampering the formulaic recipe

The process of perfecting it has carried on for centuries

And many generations of the paranormal entity

Have put into it all the magic of their bloodline

They sing a dark hymnal as they work under the stars

Tears of joy and tears of sorrow

Blood that beats and blood still gone

Down the river of the ancients

River of the yet to be, river of eternity

Time is of the essence as the hour's approaching

And the summoning will soon begin and bring an ancient deity

Into the center of a pentagram upon the ground

And will then rejuvenate the spirit hiding in the wilderness

Cauldron is emptied, fermented drink

Poured into the goblets of all who surround the flame

Chanting grows in volume as slowly

Intoxication reaches to the mind of the hidden race

Only in this state can the brain allow

Visions of protectors of the trees to be understood

So with nothing holding and reserving prejudgment

The wooden creature towering erupts

From the depths of the midnight soil

They sing a dark hymnal as they work under the stars

Tears of joy and tears of sorrow

Blood that beats and blood still gone

Down the river of the ancients

River of the yet to be, river of eternity

Tears of joy and tears of sorrow

Blood that beats and blood still gone

Down the river of the ancients

River of the yet to be, river of eternity

And now shadows crawl over branches, dirt and all

As the entity begins to rise, Autumn equinox

Its legs: trunks of trees, arms of branches, hair of leaves

Blackened eyes that see through

Veils of virtue, piercing through the soul

Where the river flows, drinking from the undertow

Quenching thirst and stretching

As the time approaches to begin

Now it shall observe all the creatures of this world

And will bring completion of apocalyptic prophecy

Tears of joy and tears of sorrow

Blood that beats and blood still gone

Down the river of the ancients

River of the yet to be, river of eternity

Tears of joy and tears of sorrow

Blood that beats and blood still gone

Down the river of the ancients

River of the yet to be, river of eternity