Besatt - Taste of the Nightly Prayers


In the night in moonlight 
By overgrown wayside 
There is fotgotten cave 
And shadows of hooded shapes 
Holy fire burns 
And wakes grimand dread 

In the close ring 
Monks in black frocks 
Clasped their hands 
Closed their eyes 
In the close ring 
Monks in black frocks 
Their souls are ready 
The echo repeats their prayers 

A man with naked trunk 
As a priest of wicked ritual 
Drawns the pentagram 
Symbol of baphmet buck 
Omen of black mass 
Silent has become 

AVE SATAN!!! 

Terrible scream waked the madness 
In the candle lights 
Female body on naked altar 
Sound of the lute 
Hellish hymn - began the dance 
Shrill sound of the bell 
Chalice of bloody 
Taste of delight 

In the close ring 
Monks in black frocks 
They broke off their prayers 
The latest gong 
In the close ring 
Monks in the black frocks 
They bless the power of the night 
It has become grey dawn!! grey dawn!!

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