Worship a dead fucking goat
blessed are the ways of my lord
we spit upon the faith and the followers of christ
wretched is his wrath and his scorn
woe to the fools who embrace heaven's light
look upon thy master in fear
and prostate thyself before an altar of flesh
the hour of invocation draws near
bringing words of our lord and deliverance of death
scream, scream, scream
scream as the dagger is piercing your throat
fall, fall, fall
down on your knees, worship a dead fucking goat
look into the eyes of the beast
we witness the torments of those damned in hell
a pound of our flesh in our feast
and a pint of blood for the soulless to drink
speaking through the corpse of a goat
geas of darkness he has bound to us all
holding the dagger upon his own throat
the acolyte is bound to answer the call
scream, scream, scream
scream as the dagger is piercing your throat
fall, fall, fall
down on your knees, worship a dead fucking goat
we are always one
our will always done
there is only one
our will always done
we are always one 4x
his blood running cold upon the stone
our chamber is filled with the chanting of twelve and the magic of our master and lord
we give to our brother the glory of hell
the ritual of rebirth now complete
your heart is dead but your hate is alive
the veiled inner circle, thirteen
we do not suffer the torment of life
scream, scream, scream
scream as the dagger is piercing your throat
fall, fall, fall
down on your knees, worship a dead fucking goat