Lyrics - Goat On Fire by Moonspell

"
It is the dawn of a new morning at the
Mountains of
Silverand
I would rather live in the ice than in the middle of themodern virtue and other southern winds"
Fridrich
Nietzche
When the cold winds blows the fog awayreleasing dark shining shapes of a mystic forest.
I embrace the nightfall
Old voices from ancient
Witchesannounce the gathering of thee...the ones of a thousand young.
Here in the
North...where we come forth to assemble.
Where
I knee unto thee...
Four times one and one are all.
The four crowned
Princes of
Hell.
The ones with the
Sygil of
Evil...
Witness the
Goat on
Fire.
Who feed my desire.
The
Goat on
Fire.
A goat with the
Northern
Ice.
A goat with the
Southern
Fire.
Rex
Tenebrarum!
The crow over my soul.
Tremendae
Majestatis.
The raven inside my
Heart...
Four times one and one are all.
The four crowned princes of
Hell
The ones with the
Sygil of
Evil...
Goat on
Fire...
Come feed my desire.

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