歌词
Christian warriors in the fields defending white light realms of god.
Raising flags of war up high, blood and flesh we shed with might.
Crushing, killing on command, these are weapons from the black.
Ancient war cult of holy lands surging into lands of fire.
Dark evil dungeons where we hide contain secrets of the left.
You satan we only hail in the form of
BAPHOMET.
Ancient infernal beast with black wings, in the night we summon thee
Flaming torch of knowledge burns on thy goat head with wicked horns.
Chanting all unholy names to thee mighty king of kings.
Burning children for my god offering dripping fat and blood.
We deny any god of feeble faith lucifer faithfully we bow to thee
So to you we raise our swords from shadow thrones.
Universe of ancient blood from mutilation rituals on the cross as
I chant the pagan hymns.
I am the one summoning the mighty war god
BAPHOMET Cutting into my own flesh...
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