Wardance of the Empress

With 9 veils amde of dragon's bloodweaved (from) the witches of SagothDrapped is the queen of darknessthe empress of the moonclad tribesWithin Enochian spiritformsshe speaks the serpent words"The time came round you faithful ones(to) be my fiery blade (and) do my will"The flute now sings the hateful tunesThe skulldrum gives the ritual rhythmThe empress in a crimson trancebegins the steps of the wardanceWith each veil transformed into soilblack angels ride forth from Hades(to drown the world in blood and tears)as the spell of the nineth veilcompletes the warlust circle