Ritual Of The Seven Priests کے بول

Ritual Of The Seven Priests Blasting through the blackened sky Knowing not but knowing still Lost all sense of place and time Yet filled with an evil thrill Awakening in the black cathedral Departing the dimensional gates No need for any explanation Knowing the task that awaits Full moon shines in utter darkness The hour of midnight drawing near Tonight 13 the bells will chime Tonight the holy tremble in fear Behold the 7 innocent maidens Behold the 7 velvet altars Behold the 7 southern crosses Behold... Behold the 7 evil priests Behold the 7 silver chalices Behold the 7 silver daggers Behold... Sacrifices have been made, thunder and lightning appear Rejoice in hideous blasphemy, know that the time is near The chosen hail the Master well, lusting for hate and scorn Crying out in evil ecstasy, "the Antichrist is born!"