Fashion myself an anti-Christian In hopes to instil you all with fear You this can tell by my attire That uneasy feeling when I'm near
I do it all for the priestess, her approval I do bid It's my only explanation for the evil things I did
You'll find them laying near the creek bed The three young boys are down there dead Naked, hands and feet behind their back tied Bite marks across their crotch and hind
Black mass and sacrifice and witchcraft Blood filled the orgies of the Esbat
Seeking the power through my first born Let the child feed upon my scorn I am the Devil for the host took Drawn from the four stones and a foot
Heart of an unborn baby, human fat for me to fly Gutted small vermin and a dog for me to dine
Black mass and sacrifice and witchcraft Blood filled the orgies of the EsbatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
