So tonight here we gather with milk and cookies at the ready
A burning question we ache to ask
Now if you can hear us-spirits of the season please answer
The most musical and able of your servants plead of you
An answer out of the cold darkness of this night
Waiting we jingle our silver bells and say our dark reindeer prayers
Eager to be gifted with the presense of this season's master
Snow falls outside our black curtained windows
Under the rotting Christmas tree your heavy metal guitar awaits you
Music to rule the masses soon we together as a band shall make
Mighty Bon Ouija shall rise once you are here oh all powerful one!
One at last united with your faithful flock
Nightmares of rock n roll thunder come rock on!
Your deep and trembling song soon shall crash down and deck these wrecked halls
Oh yes! We have come all us ouija faithful to seek
U and the favor of that jolly heavy metal voice
Raising the music back up the charts
To number 1 where metal not that rap crap belongs!
And so tonight Santa, oh Santa, yes
WE SUMMON YOU!