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The House on the Borderland Lyrics
Apocalyptic rites
Black riffs evoke the night
Covens gathered deep below
Are robed in raven's cloak, yeah
Black amp disciples, hear our song
Ready hate, your time has come; again
Priestess of black magic
I want your coveted necromantic
She raises up the knife, to kill
Our chalice, now overfilled
Black amp disciples hear our song
Ready hate, your time has come, again
Black amp disciples hear our song
Ready hate, your time has come, again
Black riffs evoke the night
Covens gathered deep below
Are robed in raven's cloak, yeah
Ready hate, your time has come; again
I want your coveted necromantic
She raises up the knife, to kill
Our chalice, now overfilled
Ready hate, your time has come, again
Black amp disciples hear our song
Ready hate, your time has come, again
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The end of the song is someone reading from William Hope Hodgson's novel "The House on the Borderland"