Thy Horror by Katharsis
Ride the horned victory. Side by side.
Steal the children from their graves. Disappear into the
night.
Vex the Virgins. One by One. Desecration.
Whe have won.
Ride the horned victory. Domination of the ghouls
Malevolence ruleth supreme.
In our hands whe hold the key.
Retaliation, thousandfold.
The pearly gates are blown (to pieces)
The patron saints have failed to save.
They shiver to the bone
Ride the horned victory, In league with master
Death...
Witching wisdom increash the woe, Altars fall and
Mankind, too...
Flagellation. Whipping winds.
Endless sabbat now sets in...
�That day the final age began and everything was lost.
That night the spirits wept in pain before they turned to
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