Night of the Blasphemy
Behexen
The rite of black mass. Deep in the dark forest
Goats face in the ground. Surrounded by the congregation of darkness
Nocturnal prayer for the mighty lord open this infernal night
The circle of pentagram closes us inside
Shielded we are under satans black wings
It's the force of the dark side
Children of the night we are hiding in the black fog
We invoke the dark lord. From the beast we pray the christians death
Goathorns rised up. The blood and corpse of the christian desecrated
We close ourselves in satanic mass
Hail satanas
Ave satanas
Honestus satanas
Regie satanas
The rite of black mass. Deep in the dark forest
Goats face in the ground. Surrounded by the congregation of darkness
Nocturnal prayer for the mighty lord open this infernal night
