Casted out like dying seeds upon the ground
Single file, our marches echo through the trees
We left no crumbs of bread to lead our way back home again
Past the point of no returning, should we please
And we all sang the Devil's song and sank into the night
Saying, "Goddamn, it might be wrong, but at the time, it all feels right"
And my, my, how time flies, what are we living for?
And we all cried, "At least we tried," and drank a little more
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We dawn our trueborn face and toss all masks aside
Among our sacred kin, got nothing left to hide
So pierce the flesh our sacrament begins to grow
And, one by one, into the darkness we all go
And by the black wing of the raven, we take our flight
Hold true to the laws of the Devil's rite
By the power of the sigil we made this pact
As the children of Cain, as the souls of black
As the fang of the serpent, head of the ram
Consume Almighty through the blood of the lamb
With the star of the morning to bring us the light
And the eyes of the fallen, should it give us our sight to see
Our sight to see
So pass the chalice of that bitter-tasting wine
We're gowned from head to toe in all midnight attire
This growing moon, it leads us closer to the time
So just hold that skull up high and dance around the fire
And we all sang the Devil's song and sank into the night
Saying, "Goddamn, it might be wrong, but at the time, it all feels right"
And my, my, how time flies, what are we living for?
And we all cried, "At least we tried," and drank a little more
So, uh, here's to knowledge we take from fruit
Progress with the heresy, it stems from the root
And, uh, here's to lies, forgotten goodbyes
May we all take a sip, the Almighty arise
And, uh, chant with vigor, find the truth
With the cries of the night, bring the final sooth
And the star of the morning to bring us the light
And the eyes of the fallen, should it give us our sight to see
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Already have we all been damned?
Born of the blood that our God condemned
Shunned by the ones who set the standards of right
With the skewed, newer views of proverbial sleight
It is we, who went against the settling stones
As the waters of the mass wash us down to the bone
It is we, the burdened by original sin
Who understand the weight of our fate, let us begin
So as we bask in the black, new void of the night
Move past every last limitation from sight
In the bleak of the soil where the seed is sewn
If the remnants remain, then the tree can grow
If the spring should allow for the tree to flower
Well, then the song of the seed only grows in power
And the power of the song makes strong its calling
'Cause the calling is the cry of the one who's fallen
All hail to Ye who we sing this song
For through He, we are free from bond
All hail to Ye who has made us free
Who brings light, by of which, we see
All hail to the lightened mighty glow
That, of which, brings the power to know
All hail to enlightenment the knowledge will bring
All hail to the Lord that, of which, we sing
So we shed all doubt, for the hour has come
Praise be for the year is one
We shed all doubt brought upon with fear
Praise be for the Lord is here
We shed all doubt for the lives we give
Praise be for the Lord shall live
And we shed all doubt, you can hear His call
For in the end, it is judgement that defeats us all
Hail Adrian! (Hail Adrian!)
Hail Satan! (Hail Satan!)
His power shall grow stronger and stronger! (Hail Satan!)
His life shall live longer and longer! (Hail Satan!)
God is dead! Satan lives! Hail Satan! (Hail Satan!)
The year is one! Hail Satan! (Hail Satan!)
And we all sang the Devil's song and sank into the night
Saying, "Goddamn, it might be wrong, but at the time, it all feels right"
And my, my, how time flies, what are we living for?
And we all cried, "At least we tried," and drank a little more