Praise the symbol of Satan's might, bow before the darkest light Hold the torch and chant with pride, as the bells chime tonight we rise Dancing in shadows, casting dark spells where the holy ones hide Mystical fire, shining on the altar of the ancient king Enter the cult, follow the ways of the left hand path Trample on the cross, praise the pentagram and all Hail Satan Bray the horns of shining bronze, songs for rites on full moon nights Far in lonesome woodland realms stands the temple of the cult Dancing in shadows, casting dark spells where the holy ones hide Mystical fire, shining on the altar of the ancient king Enter the cult, follow the ways of the left hand path Trample on the cross, praise the pentagram and all Hail Satan On the darkest mountain peaks where the black winds carry me... There I stand and sing this hymn to the sounds of infernal bells
Praise the symbol of Satan's might, bow before the darkest light Hold the torch and chant with pride, as the bells chime tonight we rise Dancing in shadows, casting dark spells where the holy ones hide Mystical fire, shining on the altar of the ancient king Enter the cult, follow the ways of the left hand path Trample on the cross, praise the pentagram and all Hail Satan Bray the horns of shining bronze, songs for rites on full moon nights Far in lonesome woodland realms stands the temple of the cult Dancing in shadows, casting dark spells where the holy ones hide Mystical fire, shining on the altar of the ancient king Enter the cult, follow the ways of the left hand path Trample on the cross, praise the pentagram and all Hail Satan On the darkest mountain peaks where the black winds carry me... There I stand and sing this hymn to the sounds of infernal bells
