Now Walk the Undead

     The blade glistens
    red in the dark.
    She stops and she listens,
    Stands naked, stark.
    We draw the lines,
    written in flesh.
    Stars show the signs.
    Two, now one mesh.
    Blood fills the chalice,
    in a circle of salt.
    With greatest malice,
    we rectify fault.
    Pour blood on the fire.
    Summon hate that has breath.
    Flames climbing higher.
    Bring all of mans death.
    The blood all consumed,
    the sacrifice made.
    Bring forth the exhumed.
    The boon is now paid.
    Mankind is doomed.
    This truth fills my head.
    Now walk, the exhumed.
    Now walk, the undead.