The flame is lit and the shadows have grown long
We raise our voices in triumphant song
We sing the praises of Azazel whom we call
We invoke the spirits of our comrades who have fallen
We give thanks for the power and the gifts you have bestowed
Come forth Azazel!
We sing the praises of the forces down below
Come forth Azazel!
We sing the praises of Azazel whom we call
Come forth Azazel!
We conjure thee benefactor of us all
Come forth Azazel!
Come forth from the night
Bring us weapons
Bring us might
Bring us beauty
Bring us light
Bring us objects that delight
Give us money
Give us d**
Give us liquor
Give us guns
Fallen angel we conjure thee
Come Azazel, be free!
Azazel! I conjure thee!
Darkest Lord now come to me!
Azazel! I conjure thee!
Show yourself for all to see!
Appear as man
Appear as beast!
Come to us and join our feast!
Show yourself for all to see and join us in our Revelry!