Hall Of Evil

Nocturne's tranceGlares of magic are directionThe look of the unknown eyeThere is a movement on the evil's wallI'm holding up my handsThe look of horrorThe will of thoughtsBlood getting thickerBody is shakingI am the Wizard myself!Entities from the AstralKeeping by meThere is an anger in their eyesSouls from dark Spheres, from beyond...Their eyesight is in mysterious spaceThoughts will fill upIn the Hall they ruleUnder the influence of SaturnI have just said what I wantBaphomet