Berzemon

Symphony of Fire

Berzemon


Candles are burning upon the altar
when the caster rises a sword 
splittering scream of agony
then horrible silence as the storm arrives 

Magical forces of moonlight eclipse
conjure their mysterious Master 
The ancient Berzemon has spoken
nocturnal rhymes of incantation 

And they hear the sinister laughter
as the evil endarkens her soul 
there is no blasphemous order
in the twilight sunken world