Wind Of The Black Mountains - The Shadow (hill Of The Horned Goat) lyrics

Cold and black, the night shall be Naked bodies filled with lust I proclaim in my master's name Receiving poor souls from which I take Hatred for god, you all will follow me Satan's disciples, I will set you free In the feast of darkness I shall feed upon your weakness The shadows are cast upon the hill Hill of the horned goat Where joy forever dwells, hail horrors Hail infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor One who brings a mind not to be changed by place or time The mind is it's own place And itself can make a heaven of Hell A Hell of heaven... Better to reign in Hell than to serve in heaven