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On the path through this forest

Towards the holy ground

I can still smell

The winds of funeral

Ravishing frost speaks to me

Total desecration it shall be

My torch's blaze

Is the only light

On this nocturnal graveyard

Oath of Blackgoat

A promise to the pagan truth

Black blood bleeds from my arms

To the holy ground

Your grave I will desecrate

I look possessed

At the fullmoon

Covered with baphomet

My roars break the silence

Of this holy place

Black blood

And semen of mine

On the tomb of priest

Priest your soul belongs to me

God can't help thee

My torch's blaze

Is the only light

On this nocturnal graveyard

Oath of Blackgoat

A promise to the pagan truth

Black blood bleeds from my arms

To the holy ground

Your grave I will masturbate

My lust for death will be satisfied

I can smell the rotten flesh in the air

Inverted crosses around me

As I desecrate

The decaying corpse

Of jesus christ