Queen Of The Sabbath کے بول

Bodies entangled like snakes Dripping blood and sweat Each breath is so full of lust This is the essence of sin. Up there on the altar she lays stretched on cold stone Above her a silhouette moves Above her a head with horns. Straight into the white chest Dagger down, dagger up The blade strikes the heart Release a stream of blood. Ave Sathanas! Sanctus Sathanas! No need to cry little one You know it's your fate No need to fear, little one Even though it will hurt. You're the queen of this night You're the Queen of the Sabbath! Share the flesh so sweet and warm Let the soil eat as well Send this soul into damnation Send it straight to burning Hell.