Sorcery Recoil
Salivating
Mist fills the air
Moonlight bleeding through

Rope is tightened
Strapped to the stone
It’s time to sever the tongue
It’s time to destroy the Sun

Splattered blood coating symbols
The chants begin
Flesh and soil start to tremble
Wretched figures clawing thru the earth

All shall arise, for it is now time

Collecting the soul, we shall control

The lifeless body on top of the alter
His bleeding eyes start to shift
The bones are brеaking from his chest
Contorted, his body begins to lift
Collеcting the soul, we shall control

“I see you
You will not escape
My teeth will sink into your fragile flesh and gnaw on your sweet, delicate body

The last drop of sand has passed through the hourglass. You’ve done well my little pawn. The summoning is complete, and now its time for you to die so I can take my place on this foul land, to burn it to the ground.”

Death will not come swift
A future of agony is waiting for you
Darkness engulfs your eyes
The sinister creature arrives