Goat On Fire - Moonspell

«It is the dawn of a new morning at the Mountains of Silver\nand I would rather live in the ice than in the middle of the\nmodern virtue and other southern winds»\nFridrich Nietzche\nWhen the cold winds blows the fog away\nreleasing dark shining shapes of a mystic forest.\nI embrace the nightfall\nOld voices from ancient Witches\nannounce the gathering of thee…\nthe ones of a thousand young.\nHere in the North…\nwhere we come forth to assemble.\nWhere I knee unto thee…\nFour times one and one are all.\nThe four crowned Princes of Hell.\nThe ones with the Sygil of Evil…\nWitness the Goat on Fire.\nWho feed my desire.\nThe Goat on Fire.\nA goat with the Northern Ice.\nA goat with the Southern Fire.\nRex Tenebrarum!\nThe crow over my soul.\nTremendae Majestatis.\nThe raven inside my Heart…\nFour times one and one are all.\nThe four crowned princes of Hell\nThe ones with the Sygil of Evil…\nGoat on Fire… Come feed my desire.\nGoat On Fire Sözleri, AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır.