Watain - On Horns Impaled lyrics

Bow for me, inferior I demand you in the name of the horns For I am the one To bring the demise of the bearer of thorns You who's father so pityful upon the cross died Behold it inverted And burning under the nightsky Inferior lord of heaven Your might shall fade Jesus has wept On goathorns impaled Unclean vermins, scum of the earth Blow your heads for the dark ages birth Black fire cast your flames high Above the realms of light Behorned father Satan Show them all your might Taste the blood And the decayed flesh of his sons Behold the desecration Of the weaker and feeble ones A cross burned black Soaked in sacred blood From all of us to all of you: Go f** your j**ish god Inferior lord of heaven Your might shall fade Jesus has wept On goathorns impaled Black fire cast your flames high Above the realms of light Behorned father Satan Show them all your might