I wait for the sign, soon she will be mine As the moon is full – time to take my tool She lies on altar, spreads her magic lair Spikes and leather (are) on, slash her till the dawn
Black mass
I drink virgin’s blood, now she turns to slut Satan gives desire – torching like a fire 666 I spell, evil souls of Hell Demons coming back, ready to attack
Black mass
Fire burning bright, Satan rules the night Beauty of the Beast, Antichrist is pleased Crypt’s smell in the air, sulfur in her hair Seed in her womb sown, Darkness will be born