Ten toasts to ritual brides Who beyond human awareness cry Three priests by them baptized Cloaking all in insolent pride
Oh, white magician gone wrong Human soul conqueror For they will never understand You're the lord of left-hand path
Your black mass they pray Numbed by their fate Those drugged sheeps still yet Fear goats on the left
For they will never understand You're the lord of left-hand path
Your black mass they pray Numbed by their fate Those drugged sheeps still yet Fear goats on the left
Loners and devious minds Stalking puritans through times Like templars burned at stake Tamed in your light they were Hiding in their towers While, led by true son... The son of the horned god!!!
There is something in this world very wrong Sheeps claim eternal life, While goats swim in the lake of fire Obsessed by death, they see your smirk Yet unable to understand That you're the lord of the left-hand pathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
