The cold dark stone is covered with young mortal blood A sacrifice for having contact with a blackened god I can't resist I am her cultist With her slime dripping mouths she's whispering to me: "I am the mistress of twilight and mutation My gift is undying wrath Call me Shub Niggurath" Feeding the breeding mother to satisfy her hunger My soul is a feast for the black goat of the woods All-mother with her 1000 young has chosen me Her love has changed my life A loss of humanity I can't resist I am her cultist I sacrifice my soul for immortality "I am the mistress of twilight and mutation My gift is undying wrath Call me Shub Niggurath" Feeding the breeding mother to satisfy her hunger My soul is a feast for the black goat of the woods Her children are dancing around me Howling through the night Whipping me towards her direction to indicate this painful rite Drawing off my blood drenched skin The ritual is ready Let it begin "I am the mistress of twilight and mutation My gift is undying wrath Call me Shub Niggurath" Feeding the breeding mother to satisfy her hunger My soul is a feast for the black goat of the woods