Goatskull Cult şarkı sözleri

The bestial warlust, aweake our frenzy Obscure tunnels, sorrows, fire! Golden castles held up high upon the filth Tornado of caos destroy the root of light Devastation and death! putrid smell of cults arise! Seven circles, just ten steps, for elevation and to discover their secrets! Goatskull cult The evil ritual to invoque a god To crush over the preachers of light Whore virgin, fag priest Slaves of the universe, just like your god! Spikes and chains shall penetrate your flesh! Now!!