Goatlord
EP • 2004
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The thirteenth of November Full moon lights the sky Ghouls gather to chant They summon the fog Horns emerge from the fog The lamb's throat is slit Blood floods the coffin Their shepherd is here The fog The fog Black stinking fog Now the dead shall rise Floating through the fog Clutch on crucifix The gates begin to open Finally the time has come Shepherd leads his flock Into the valley of fog They'll wait for you...
Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 11, 2025
Far Away, beyond the black sea A temple of the accursed Hordes they come, in an endless ride Called by a distant whisper A Place so vile Was hidden in a mist far away In a valley so vast and deep Only unholiest cretures were beckoned there Now they've reached the sacred shrine They're paying to a Pagan god Rubing lamb's blood on their chests They float around a distant fire A ritual so evil, the bloodiest orgy That involved the speading of a curse Vile than mankind know Waiting in the jungle for the next crucifixion Bangin skulls from vines in the fermented growth Voodoo mass a tnight, mordid rituals fullfilled (chorus) Voodoo mass,Voodoo mass Voodoo mass,Voodoo mass
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
Lie on the altar Black Prince stands near Smell the rotting stench Feel the trembling fear (chorus) Sacrifice of Virgins Sacrifice of preachers Sacrifice of children Sacrifice of all Unholy voice brought in here To feast on holy flesh Seven virgins open wide Await their final breaths (repeat chorus) Bible thron into Abyss God exists no more Staked to cross in glowing Hell Virgings crying, Virgings weeping There is no more religion (repeat chorus) Time has come for the rest of you To join your rotting Hell All that remains of your soul Is a putrid smell
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
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