MUTILATION RITES
SHADOWS BEHIND YOU CREEPING IN THE DARK
HIDEOUS CREATURES WHO LOST THEIR HUMAN TRAITS
THEIR EYES ARE GLOWING BELOW GOAT-LIKE HORNS
THEY BLABBER UNKNOWN WORDS
IN ANCIENT EVIL TONGUES
THEY BURST FROM HELL
AND YOU ARE THEIR CHOSEN ONE
LICEFER'S VASSALS WILL KILL YOU BY THE DAWN
THEY ROAM THROUGH THE PASSAGES
OF THIS GOAL-HAUNTED CHAPEL
THE ANCESTRAL DEAD THRIVE AMONG THE TEMPLE
DESTROYING THE IDOLS THAT YOU ADORE IN VAIN
THE CROSS OF OUR LORD RISE IT DOES AGAIN
THERE IS NO WAY OUT FROM THIS PROFANED SANCTUARY
PRAYING TO YOUR GOD YOU AWAIT
THE MUTILATION RITES
BEGIN TO SHIVER AND TREMBLE AS YOU SCREAM IN PAIN
YOUR TORN APART LIMBS
WE SPREAD OVER OUR DOMAIN
UCEASINGLY, YOUR BLOOD FLOWS,
WE INHAUST IT FROM OUR PREY
YOUR DISMEMBERED HEAD IS OFFERED
TO THE MASTER WE OBEY
DRINK FROM THE CHALICE
THE INVERTED CROSS HELD HIGH
BLACK CHANTS ARE SUNG BY OUR COVEN TONIGHT
ON YOUR BLOODLESS REMAINS FEAST WE WILL
WE'RE BRED BY EURONYMUS AND LILITH
YOU SHALL FLY FROM DEATH TO THE PENTAGRAM
DOWN IN HELL YOUR SOUL WILL BE RAMMED