Songtext von Black Host

A vulnerable sheep thou art With tearful immaculate eyes Supplicating for mercy Helpless and weakling I channel my hatred And the weeping of the damned (and the cries from the hell) Into a rotten sacramental bread In this unholy eucharist, we congregate! Receive my body For this is my flesh Bow down before me Fall down on thy knees The sky is black The cold embraces thee