Cult of the Plains Lyrics


We are the warriors of the corn

We are the men behind the steel

We are the worshipers of Death

To Lucifer we kneel

Hold the cross of Satan high

They fall upon their knees

In the sight of Her majesty

To Lucifer they kneel

Satanic Rites

Satanic Life

Satanic Might

We are the priests of sacrifice

Blood flows from the fountain

We are the fortunes of the sky

To Lucifer we kneel

Hold the Light up of Her torch

And feel the flame of the day

Hold up the horns of the devil

To Lucifer you kneel

Satanic Rites

Satanic Life

Satanic Might

We are the warriors of the corn

We are the men behind the steel

We are the worshipers of Death

To Lucifer we kneel

Hold the Light up of Her torch

And feel the flame of the day

Hold up the horns of the devil

To Lucifer you kneel