through the damned souls black magic is revealed shrieks of terror pulsate into your brain a warlock dwells beneath a rotten chamber his damaged mind breeds the undead insane beyond the void of hovering ghosts from bones to dust your life is lost storms of grave dirt burn your eyes your blood runs cold and turns to frost Bloodsucking Sorcery Bloodsucking Sorcery Inhale souls for his bride to be rejuvenate her corpse from beyond the ritual casts out the pure her ghastly visage she is fond Bloodsucking Sorcery Bloodsucking Sorcery