Obscene Cult

The conjuration of the dead shall soon begin
On the sabbath night the evil one will rise
The nameless ones from beyond shall show themselves
Winged serpents of the beast shall guide the way

I saw it in a dream
The evil prince of death
Rising from the grave
We are doomed

The raven shall protect the cold of my tomb
As I am re-baptised in blood to live again

Sacred rites of the obscene ritual
Spill the blood of the chosen one
Abysmal chasm swirls in the sky
Now open the coffin

Funeral cortège
Raise my body from the grounds
Unhallowed tombs of the deceased
Will open

You have granted me to live again
I shall reign in terror once more
My black castle
My sacred domain
Shall strike fear in the heart of man

Lust for harlots of black death
And the nameless ones from beyond
They are my servants
True to the cause
Drink from the chalice
Revel in hell
Obscene cult of Dracula

The conjuration of the dead has now begun
On the sabbath night we shall rejoice
We are the obscene cult
We are the devil’s own

Cursed by the vampire
Doomed by the witch’s spell
Invert the cross
To the evil prince of hell
Nameless ones from beyond
Reveal yourselves
To the obscene cult
Of Dracula