Warfare, pain and murder in Golgatha we stand for the last rite of heaven the seventh sacrament
Born of blood and fire and blessed by midnight's hand in the core of the pyre no sorrow we repent
And we ride by the storm in the night we're reborn and we carry our hearts to the dome To the Bible we're sworn in the dark we transform and we die by the dawn all alone
In the night we can't rest in the dark we are blessed and in moonlight we fight for the father We are brave to the heart blood and fire we part and forever we pray for we are
Blessed and Possessed
Cursed by our desire, and guided by our lust holy father in heaven, in sacristy we trust
Blessed before the altar, no life in celibate for the call of the wicked, the wicked we await
And we die by the sword undead life our reward and we carry our lust all alone To the Bible we're sworn in desire transform we're not blessed when undressed to the bone
In the night we can't rest in the dark we are blessed and in moonlight we fight for the father We are brave to the heart blood and fire we part and forever we pray for we are