Paroles de Goat On Fire

It is the dawn of a new morning at the Mountains of Silver And I would rather live in the ice than in the middle of The modern virtue and other southern winds' When the cold winds blows the fog away Dark shining shapes of a mystic forest I embrace the nightfall Old voices from ancient witches Announce the gathering of thee The ones of a thousand young Here in the north Where we come forth to assemble Where I knee unto thee Four times one and one are all The four crowned princes of Hell The ones with the sygil of evil Goat on Fire Who feed my desire Goat on Fire The goat with the northern ice The goat with the southern fire Rex Tenebrarum! The crow over my soul Majestade ilegítima The raven inside my heart Four times one and one are all The four crowned princes of Hell The ones with the sygil of evil Goat on fire Come and feed my desire Goat on fire