We descended into chaos
And ascended to the throne
Of a thousand spectral kingdoms
In the magick zone
Angels, demons, sprites and spirits
Gods and devils disappeared
As we entered the crepuscule
Privily revered
Raise your chalice
Raise your hand
Kin of Chaedrist
Take a stand
Metal sounds
Mystic words
Magick arts
Music is the sword we carry
Mysticism is the shield
Magick is the instrument
That once has been revealed
Likewise, you shall know us
By the signs in black and gold
Be it science or old wisdom
Our path is manifold
Raise your chalice
Raise your hand
Kin of Chaedrist
Take a stand
Join the Chaedran cult