Book Of Belial

From the gates of Heaven,

we fell towards the abyss

once crossed, we were as gods

born through the northern winds of night

fallen to earth, our domain is one

beasts of nature... werewolf rising

Walking the earth, the flesh is ours

feel the rope around the flesh, tighter

my spirit is the time of darkness,

the blade which finds the flesh,

vengeance and wrath are one

my spirit is eternal, exact in its nature

equal to solar power, balanced with night

Belial, I am this number,

I am no one,

Belarion towards the Throne of Sorcery

We are walking with Christ no longer,

lies are the inconsistency of all that is natural

Burning temples, let us open the Book of Belial

reclaim the power of the Crimson Warlock, Sorcerer of the

Highest Order