To seize the Night

Into the Darkness thy spirit wanders through the opaque skies I ride
Unto the Ancient moon I offer my blood before the graveside

Carpe Noctem, spirits of the night, from the Veil of AZRAEL
I gaze upon the grave sight, through soil and withered leaves
The voices of evoken spirits (of the deceased) speaks to me
I hear the voices of deceased souls as chants of demons ring vehemently

From the Darkness I come
The cold and dissonant realms I am
I am the night the calls out
I am the red eyes that stare
I am the dark sorcerer of funeral Summonings
From the Nocturnal winds of Necromancy,
I call forth the dead
may AZRAEL animate the corpse before me
I consecrate the golem with blood,
I summon the powers of night
Within thine funerary circle of High Necromancy
I commune with shadowed spirits
I view what once was, what is and what will come,
through thine darkened circle
I gaze through the all seeing eye