Pause - Barathrum

By this rite I ask you my demon friends To fill my enemy's soul with scorpions... Through the mist, through the air I summon thee my demon friends Fly my friend

One hundred of satan's angels somehow they lost to the heaven And what a helluva party they had over there Two hundred skin winged demons they made an invasion

"In most of processes In the grimoires Demons are subordinate To the magician Or can be Subordinated But there is another Group of rituals In which the force of

Fire! I bring the fire from the hell I am a demon warrior Listen for this doom bell It tolls for this burning torch I bring this torch from the flames From the