Black Mass Video (MV)

A silver moonlight-ribbon flows through the winter mist
Shrouded figures crowding like ghostly whisps
Black candles' flames dance in the air
And lights on their faces a chilling glare
(Evil)
The virgin fair - their sacrificial lamb
(Rites)
Beneath the moon - to reap her soul
In the shadows cast by the flickering flares
The dreadful echoes call forbidden names
The ancient words ignite the air
As the high-priest lifts his brazen blade
(Evil)
Her blood flows on the altar of stone
(Rites)
Oh, to summon powers beyond the grave
(Evil)
The virgin fair - their sacrificial lamb
(Rites)
Beneath the moon - it ate her soul