for once, not the gong The kind who wins trophies, won't settle for low fees At least semi-pro fees but no, I get the green horn I've been out to pasture
the nazarene Rites of scourge- immolated flesh Imbibe the sorrow storm of impiety A serpent entwined in the horns of the goat Of withered angels wretched
Goat of the welkin, A goat that dwells, Horned conqueror of the night - Lend your skill unto the spell, And force our will by magick rite. By all the
Endeavour O lilywhite goat Frail as a thicket of thorns With a collar of gold for thy throat A crimson bow for thy horns O lilywhite goat You made ma
Between the sunset's bloodstained veil, Thy horned prospect reflects on me. The he-goat above - The she-goat below Cried through beads of mirrored tears
them with shit-a. Then the music stopped. And everything was quiet. And all the rock and rollers started a fucking goat riot. ROCK AND ROLLERS: Kill the goat! Kill the goat! Kill the goat! Kill the goat
Goat horned god Wandering free in the woodlands and mystical forests To thee I owe my manhood For thine sexuality is untamed ans pure Satyr-king for centuries
burning coals like the demon goat on blackest wings oh your sight pierces me oh your sight is fire on my skin like the demon goat on blackest wings
a piece of iron man woes hail to the fury hail to below hail to the horned one the goat that knows Satan's children looks like a goat Satan's child
's gathered Ceremonial powers belong to us A goat baptized in fire We dance the circle dance the thorns Awaiting the sign of the horns A thousand black
oath I created the face of the goat unholy psalm to lead the souls blood means the pact with my lord cold winds of doom prevail 7 horns sing the prophecy
An' it won't stop an' I can't stop, 'Predator' Can erupt an' it does, had enough, amateur? A rammin', ya feel the goat's horns slammin' ya? Ham it up
Carrale cabron sacate de aqui Tranzeando el brujo te deja bien mocho [English translate: The Purity of Lead] The devil's machines Like goat's horns
before libido craving something More... Homosapien Pleasures Don't Satisfy Me I want to Fuck an Animal Bestiality - YEAH! A Sabbat goat, unholy Bride
Astral servitors drone Upon horns and pipes in sonorous monotone To announce the Old Ones' arrival As the portal yawns from the bowels of the void Screaming
into his mouth and grab hold to one long sharp tooth and hold on for dear life I hold on Well of course he wakes up his paw hits the horn I am gonna regret
shadow of the goat...I live !!! We hate the holy things We are bloody vampires... in search of victims We are like God... We are God!!! [Part 2:] Oh Horned
Of Heaven too slight for penetration We strike as wolves from the thickening fog To exalt our throne over the stars of God Lowly holy goats bare the
