A year has gone, a cycle passed,

the sun is powerless at last,

Within this silent dark unknown,

we plant a seed to grow.

The water gave the ground its food,

The 五行 cycle, turns to wood,

a little seed can now take root,

and grow a sacred fruit.

Tonight we pledge, our bonds are sealed,

we ban our fears, new hope's revealed.

We douse the flames, we taste the dark,

we're waiting for a spark.

The stars in Satan´s night, do shine,

with hidden gnosis, secret signs,

We sink to death, and come alive,

into this darkest night.

We stand in void, and say our grace,

a blessing for, this holy place,

for new beginnings, new unknowns,

next year we'll return home.

By Satan's code, we understand,

to be a good sport in his land,

to cast our love, and ban our hate,

to craft our sacred fate.

Tonight we pledge, our bonds are sealed,

we ban our fears, new hope's revealed.

We douse the flames, we taste the dark,

hail Satan darkest spark.

We stand in void, and say our grace,

a blessing for, this holy place,

for new beginnings, new unknowns,

next year we'll return home.