Worship the goat
And wait the coming of the day
When we'll hail victory
Let come their frustrations

Worship the father
And burn all the children
Let them mutilated
And throw them away to
HELL

The procreation of sin
Shall lead us the way to hell
The house of lust
where crimes perpetrate

Waiting alone the burning of your spectre

We are the ones, the pain and sorrow
of god's malevolent creation

Worship the goat
And wait the coming of the day
When we'll hail victory
Let come their fustrations
NOW...

And now you cry blood but not your own blood...

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