Forest Of Summoned Spirits

Forest Of Summoned Spirits
As howlings sound
And the moon is full
Candles create the only light
While I raise the chalice of mine
I see myself reflected
In the goats eye
My blood is released
And I lick the wounds
Now I am the beast
Together with other immortals
Summoning thy ancient ones
Until end of time
In the forest where spirits forever dwell