Sympathy - The Red League lyrics

rate me

hidden in the groves

where once burned pagan fires

the chosen ones have gathered to perform

the rites of ancient scriptures

founded in the blood

of our martyred dead

all about the darkened night

lit only by our fires

the acolytes are summoned

we complete our ancient task

to spill immortal blood

all will satisfy their thirst and drink

gathered in the presence

of the ancient one

I will partake in deity