The Chosen Ones

Rise up, oh spirits of the night
Come forth and join our sacred rite
We do not fear this void of light
We are the chosen ones

Calling out to ancient ones
We chant aloud in ancient tongues
And with the power of the sun
The gods annoint the chosen ones

And with the promise of the seed
The sacrifice will have to bleed
And with the treasures of the earth
Invoke the pleasures of rebirth

Rise up, oh spirits of the night
Come forth and join our sacred rite
We do not fear this void of light
We are the chosen ones