Goatwhore Lyrics

Perversions elevated
To the state of religion
It was, and is and shall be no more

In ancient days
Women on their knees
Mounted by goats
The sehirrim of the wastelands

Demons of Azazel
These days we repeat
Such filth with pride
Perversions elevated
To the state of state religion
Marching through the gates of every city

All shall bow
Like in the days of the mad king
White light broken up in colours
Distorted under the veil of good

What was is, and shall not be
The city is a sewer
It floods the streets with filth

Only the promise
Keeps the flood of Noah at bay
In ancient days
A flood washed all sinners away

What was, and is, and shall yet be
A cross was risen
On a hill in the midst of time and space
A sacrifice to God
A sacrifice of God
God sacrificed

In these days, a flood of God's own blood
To wash away all sin
And spare the life of sinners
Spare the life of sinners

Leave the blood filth
Step into the white
Step into the light

Goatwhore no more
Goatwhore no more