Far beyond the horizon, the night will be as red as antic pest At the border of this forest we will soon celebrate a cult of death As fire redeems and blesses, these flames will purify this black mass The participants are undressed, come forth the priest who start the rite
Hail to the cult of death Hail to the lust
Worshippers of the pentagram awaiting this sacred ritual Blasphemies on virgin's flesh will soon open the devil's gate Evil spirit now rises from the land of funeration His awakening, flames of Hell, the light shines but nocturnal
Hail to the cult of death Hail to the lust
Conjuring with warped words, commanding the bleeding world Destroying the Christian faiths, putrid are the weak ones Emergence of a new era, annunciation of a new cult
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