At toll of the bell is when we heed the call Walk out of the light Into the night we follow We are the disciples of Lucifer's fall Clothed in pointed robe Tonight we'll give you hallowed death Out into the woods unto the altar black Once ritual begins there is no turning back The knife taking your life The ceremonial kris No time to forgive your past As you step into the abyss Die for the cult of the hoof Invoke the ancient evil To destroy the brotherhood of man Blood on the altar of sacrifice for the Progeny of Pan Take this all of you, and eat it Drink from the cup I hold in my hand Devote yourself for eternity to the Progeny of Pan You die for us, and give your sins Tonight you shed your human skin You have obeyed our Lord's command You've earned your place at his left hand Death is nigh, open your eyes Followers fill their cups, down the line They drink your demise For this is their last supper At last the masters laughs as the ritual's done Cut, eat of the flesh to resurrect the old onesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
