Come to the meeting

Nocturnal rites

Kneel to the master

Eat the night

Can you feel the power

The burning flame

Blood on the pages

In the book of black

Oh, nocturnal rites

Yeah, in the dead of night

Legions of bastards

Can you feel their eyes

Dead on the alter

Lie your broken dreams

Mass hypnosis

Under a neon sky

Into psychosis

As we shun the light

Oh, nocturnal rites

Yeah, in the dead of night

You're inside the circle

There's no escape

And the circle's inside of you

You can try and get out

But it's way to late

And we're watching over you